Fiction
January
“I wonder if I can get the sound of a vase shattering over the phone without actually shattering a vase.”
by Olivia Clare | Monday, December 07, 2020
The Professor’s Wife
by Isaac Bashevis Singer | Wednesday, September 23, 2020
The Joke
by Ray Bradbury | Tuesday, September 01, 2020
Alpharetta
“Naturally, we feared that some form of retribution would be waiting for us, but to our relief we didn’t see Daddy Perry again until suppertime.”
by Dennis McFarland | Tuesday, June 02, 2020
Solstice
We couldn’t advertise our grief, lest, years from now, friends and family would watch us sideways, waiting for an explosion from the bomb that never went off.
by David James Poissant | Monday, March 02, 2020
A Diviner’s Abecedarian
by GennaRose Nethercott | Monday, December 02, 2019
Sin
“It was enough that I was there, mutely listening as he recited his sorrowful dreams, or spooled out what he called his misgivings, his guilts, his remorse.”
by Cynthia Ozick | Tuesday, September 03, 2019
The Third Obituary of Anton Popov
Two women, one reporter, and an opera that shall not be named