fiction
Ocean Beach
It’s another perfect day at Ocean Beach Men’s Shelter. I had a desk job for ten years. I made some bad decisions. I got fired for punching Mr. Aldermaston. I …
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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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The Shomer and the Boreal Owl
Ephraim kobre realized that he wanted to fuck wild things at the age of forty-two. Out for a stroll one evening in late August, he spotted a white-tailed fawn nibbling …
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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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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 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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Two Hearts
My mother and I were in Bristol, visiting someone. A cousin, or something. We were having tea—like this. Our hostess . . . and her teenage daughter. I would’ve been nine or ten. Children …
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