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Story: Life can be perfect

  By: Reese Scott They weren’t anyone anymore. They were just still here. They didn’t expect very much. Because there was nothing to expect. This is where they lived. Jane. 52 years old. She married at nineteen. Had a daughter…

Story: Liquidating Perry

By: Zachary Amendt It’s a nuts life, too nuts for memoir. Any sense we make of it is made not by immersion but by piecemeal, by slumming and delving. By hearsay. Some guys are always bridesmaids. It is unbearable to…

Story: Fishing for Pumpkinseeds

By: Richard Luftig Chuck-E-Cheese was created for guys like me. Divorced men who see their kids on weekends. Children who, as they get older, don’t want to leave their friends in order to spend boring time with their fathers. In my…

Story: The Library’s On Fire

By: Reese Scott   He was surprised by the people that came to his funeral. It didn’t make sense to him. He hadn’t spoken to anyone in some time and here they were. Since he had been dead, Jimmy had…

Story: The Forest

By Reese Scott At night the sermons would begin. As I lay in bed and listened, I was unable to locate where the sermons were coming from. I did know they were close. One night I went outside to see…

Story: For a Virgin

By: Sam Rapth At the centre of the glowing Lenovo screen, in a 600 * 500 pixel tiny window, Jack Orbit was shown, the heavens. The heavens were two. Both belonged to a girl who was proud showcasing her assets through…

Story: Christmas Is Dead

By: Reese Scott It took time to get out of bed now. His legs hurt. His feet were swollen. His face was cracking. Age isn’t kind. Mr. Foldoff had thought he would never get old. Now he hides from his…

Story: 110 Roots

By: Maya Unnikrishn​an The phone rang around 10.00 pm. Mother answered. Hello, Tharayil veed aaono? (Is it Tharayil house?) Adhe. (Yes) Naale varunu sthalam pootan . (I am coming tomorrow to dig the land) Adhu shari she replied yepol varum ?…