Short Stories

Character-driven stories of love and loss. Change and triumph. Laughter and fear. You name it, we’ll have it. Everything from literary to sci-fi to fiction.

Lavender

T he repass would be at our house. Gram’s closest friend, Mavis, would handle the…

The Search

The thick warmth of the air engulfs me as I step off the plane. “This…

Don’t Go There

At bedtime, the little girl I babysat grabbed my shirt and whispered, “Don’t go there.”…

When the Reflection Stares Back

When her reflection stared back at her, proud and plus-sized often went horribly in these…

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“Dystocia”

The hand rubbing my back is not soothing me at all. Why are hospital gowns…

“Holding Pattern”

When Lenaya is twenty-seven she begins to see pieces of her mama everywhere. In the…

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Unresolved

I stood outside of her room and took a deep breath before going in. I…

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“Saturdays”

I sat in the passenger seat next to Ms. Kramer, my social worker, lookin’ out the…

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“Him”

She slid out of the driver’s side of her SUV, not noticing the dark-colored sports…

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“Whisper Network”

On Monday, Venessa Stenson stared out the window during math drills. Mrs. Reynolds called to…

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The Road to Jericho

“It’s been too damn long,” Jericho said, gazing at me from across the table, a…

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“Blackberry Preserves”

“Do you know the story about what happened that day? The one that makes Momma…

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“Let It Be Me”

She went to see if he was dead. But when she got down to Olive…

“Radical Wombs”

I’ve been dreaming. In my dreams, my sisters sit in circle formation, our legs crossed…

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“The Intersection”

“Curse this damned place. I don’t want anything to do with here.” Holson, my best…