I pulled up to the front of Dwight’s home and some guy in a tuxedo said he’d park my car. I put the welder’s goggles over my eyes, donned my hardhat and walked through the great mahogany doors into the foyer. Dwight …
Back then, back when he was just a gangly kid and before he became an artist, I felt I had a job to do – teach my son to be better at sports than I ever was. I’d been a …
There’s a picture of me at three cutting my hair with kitchen shears hoping to look like my two brothers, leaving me with stubby hair bordered by bald spots, leading to haircuts for all my dolls. I paraded their shorn …
Prakash scuffs his white and blue striped Adidas against the gravel path. Self-own, he’ll have to wear them like that until he saves up again. But the noise is smoothing over the grinding of his jaw. No-one listens.
There’s a …
Trevor read the ad:
Announcing the Walter P. Hodgkins Literary Contest.
Submissions are now being accepted for The Walter P. Hodgkins Literary Contest until September 1st. Please submit an original short story of not more than 1000 words …
I already bought the goddamn tickets.
She repeats, “You know nothing about me.”
We’ve been dating for six years. I asked her to marry me once and she said no. I’m further away from marriage now. Closer to alligators. The alligators are right there. It …
I don’t throw away her dentures. They still sit on her mahogany night stand. Every day I rinse them as if taking care of them will give her the respect I never gave her in life. Everybody keeps saying we …
We want you to know this. Daniel is not your father. Can you handle that? Should I have introduced it to you in stages?
No, no, there’s nothing wrong. We just feel you are owed the truth. He thought you …
In fact, I’m standing here in my stupidsuit, the one I might wear for a job interview. I am hoping this will get you back.
I know better, that is, I should know better, but really your smile is like …
Shawn ran his pudgy right hand repeatedly over the diamond pattern carved into the cover of the cedar jewelry box. His mother had acquired it as a sixteen-year-old on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. He closed his eyes behind …