Short stories/Poetry

The Girl Atop the Hill

From up here everyone looks like toy people, smaller than my Barbie dolls, more like Legos. I see the top of their heads and there’s no particular pattern to their movements. They all believe they are doing something relevant, going somewhere important. But from where I stand, they are just scurrying dots operating within the […]

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Her Name was Narcissus

Her name was Narcissus. Yeah, yeah she already knew what the name implied. She knew how closely related her name was to the word narcissist; she’d been hearing it her whole life. Narcissus never met the grandmother she was named after, but she imagined if she were still alive, she would’ve discouraged her son and […]

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Mama Jones

The family had been torn apart by tragedy and later the lottery win of the matriarch. One would think that a loving mother who just won a sizable fortune would be able to bring everybody together again. Mama Jones was rich and tired, and she was losing the tug-of-war. There was a moment when she […]

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Baby Daddy

We broke up right after the baby was born. I’m not sure who broke up with who. We might’ve just agreed at the same time, but for different reasons. He probably broke up with me because he didn’t want the responsibility of being a dad. Any other time he would’ve been fighting for our relationship […]

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The Therapist

              I know you’re just doing your job, I said to him every time I felt myself open to him like a well-read book. When he probed into my past, studying my history with eager eyes and pricked ears, I told him whatever he wanted to know.     […]

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Justice for Jalen

She had a gun. The one smoking in her hand was not it. No, this one was untraceable; she’d made sure of that. Her heart pounded in her ears drowning the sound of his gurgling as the blood pooled around his fallen body. Amanda closed her eyes and exhaled, releasing all the hate, all the […]

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Through Jacob’s Eyes

Today they bought her a dog. It was black and white and had one gray eye and one blue one. It was a mixed breed no one could really identify. So while they called it Marley, I called it Mutt. Mutt was supposed to pacify Andy’s desire for a baby sister. Aunt Carol can’t have […]

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Under the Bed

     I slid under the half-made bed as soon as I heard them kick in the door, the frame splintering from the impact. The bedskirt rippled–tattletale–and I prayed it would stop before they saw. I scooted to the uppermost part of the bed grimacing as Kylie’s toys scraped my ribs and thighs. When I […]

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The People’s “Hero”

     I’m a great person. Unfortunately, it takes a while for people to see that. I love being there for people, but if they don’t ever need me to do anything, they won’t know. People don’t always get a chance to see me at my best, so I have to create opportunities.     […]

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Michael

     Perhaps if I’d seen him sooner, I would have reacted better. But I didn’t. It wasn’t until he was placing his laptop upon the table across from mine did I notice him.      I was seated with my husband at the cafe area in Barnes & Noble. We were engaged in discussion […]

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