Returned by Deborah L. Davitt
They’d lain their grandparents to rest last week— none of the family had reckoned on seeing them again, except as pictures in dusty albums and words traced on tombstones.. But…
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Taxidermied Memories by Brent C. Green
They say you should behave like your childhood books taught, where you find yourself while in other lands. Because in your hometown you are a decaying Texas oak tree, toilet…
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Goodness Gracious by johnmac the bard
I saw him on television this wizened old man speaking softly of days of yore. And then the host Don Imus, said, somewhat cruelly, I thought, “Would you do a…
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The Old Rag Picker Man by Charles Mercer
Every place has one. Why should Inwood be any different? He is only spoken about in whispers. There, see, in the shadows of that darkened corner. Yes, that’s him. The…
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The Kindness of Strangers by Sarah D’Stair
The incision had been hurting all day. She imagined the bloody slice to the top of her foot, the scalpel precise, the foot orange for some reason she knows is…