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Letting Go

By: Mukund Gnanadesikan It’s OK, officer. You seem like a nice young man. I’d like to think that I was once like you. Back away from me. Go back down those stairs, please. For your own sanity. You ask me…

The coin toss

By: Susana McArthur Memories of that last year at the University came flooding back as he sat on the hard bed. Closing his eyes, his mind re-lived that fateful last year and he admitted to himself that those had been…

Longing for normal

By: Dave Gregory Two tanned, barefoot, young men in wet swimsuits sit on white sand in the shade of a long, lofty row of Casuarina trees. Elongated green leaves, resembling brushstrokes in a French Impressionist painting, sway in a warm…

Never Cry Woolf

By: Jane Collins-Philippe The water level was high, the current strong. The familiar blue-grey ribbon tumbled wildly as it worked its way to wherever it is that rivers go. Leafy silence was interrupted only by the chirping of birds and…

Miss Directions

By: Gary Zenker It’s the same argument every time the two of them are in the car together with me. “Don’t listen to her, she’s telling you the long way. Turn left here and then go straight,” my wife commands….

The Generous Tip

By Robert Feinstein Back in the seventies, I used to drive a cab on Sundays. It was tough work and I was grateful that hacking, which in those days had nothing to do with computers, was not my full-time job….

Retirement

By: David Desiderio My wife came home from work early and took me by surprise with the question, “Who were you talking to?” Charlie and I usually held court at the kitchen table where I was sure to hear the…

Before, in the Beginning

By: ZT Wiser I watched her sitting quietly at the patio table as her company chattered away. The conversation focused on who had been wearing who, and which party had been the most decadent the night before. They erupted into…

A Dream of Natalie

By: Michael Summerleigh She had never been late coming home from work. Bonker and Zoom got supper at 5.30 without fail, so when she turned the corner he sensed…knew…something was wrong. The sunset shone through the three high-rise towers to…

Up All Night

By Landon Knepp “The moose is back, shug,” Ron said with some fanfare. He’d see them out in the woods from time to time, but this was the first one to venture into their backyard. And it was his third…