Chembera Bridge
There is nothing west of Gwanda. It is empty Matabeleland. But I turn my toe to that nothing. And I go. * A man is a terrapin—so my father says. …
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The Charrington Copter
A letter came in the mail. I hadn’t received a letter . . . Not for years and years. “I read your story Trinity Times Three on the internet. I think it’s one …
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Sweet Jimmy
Hollywood Forever Cemetery was the last quiet place in LA. Once. A hundred people were crowded around a grave. Laying flowers on it, sobbing. An old lady wearing a bandana …
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Adventures with Writers
What I admire about writers is their terror. “What are you so terrified of? ” I asked Gordon (a writer). “The world is terrifying,” he said. “Could you be more specific? ” …
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A Walk in the Park
Cartoon by Rolli
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Mr. Penny Sees Red
It had been quite a day for Mr. Penny. First he’d been struck by that—was it a van, or an ambulance? The ambulance came after. Yes, he was certain of …
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The Altruist
Comic by Rolli
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The Blue Night
“What are we going to do with him? ” * I looked in my heart and heard a nightmare singing. “Who are you?” I almost said but a voice said, “I’m …
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