[ Short Stories ]


Caroline
Leonard and I had laughed hard first, then with trepidation, when Caroline, at five years old and in …
Last Night
Now, with your temporary elopement drawing to an end, every minute spent together was, for both of you, “worth …
Ye Brazen Beasts
1793The hickories and black gums done been naked a piece, and Christmas come and went two months past. …
Frank and Mattie
Just below the fine white linen tablecloth, on his lap where only she could see it, he held …
Terms and Conditions
Must be sixteen or older and show valid identificationI don’t personally have a problem with younger boys, but rules …
Frimps
If I’ve learned one thing in my long slog through this vale of tears, it’s that any nincompoop …
Baby Teeth
Old Skeezer died many years back, before my time even. He was the town miser who lived at …
At Loggerheads
Kim is curled up in her favourite wingback chair, wrapped in the crocheted blanket her mother made for her …
Tube Light
Daylight, bright but not too bright, like it is on a cloudy day, a soft white with bluish …
ON THE RADIO
On the drive home, NPR is talking about the earthquake in Turkey. It’s been all over the news for …
You, Me, Magnets, and Methamphetamine
Anytime he sees a magnet, he runs his finger over its surface and glances at me. A boy …
Con-fession
In seventh grade, the year President Ford pardoned Nixon, Vinny and Lou asked me for help. A request …
Happy Hour
Nick Flowers was a fifty something loner, a dreamer who slogged through life with a Tom Waitt’s song in …
Under the Wig
The AC for the Judicial Annex to the Proudie County Hall and Public Records Building was on the fritz. …
Moments of Fluidity
There are always leaks. Sometimes during the early morning, Patrice’s skin seeps through every pore, even before Jacques …
Magic Slippers
He climbed the steps of a multicolored storybook Victorian house and shuddered. David Benson was worried about how …
So Slowly Goes the Day
Which of the torchless roads calls his name? The Emperor's head of trivia announces the death of choice.
How to Love a Rotting Thing
BEFOREI was the one they called to the morgue to identify Davis. My phone rang just as I was stepping out of lecture hall.
The Preacher Before His Time
He thought he knew these people. Through the lens of his cracked shield needing a wash to better shine …
Town Centers aren’t Shopping Malls
“It’s a doctor’s appointment,” I speak loudly to make sure my colleague hears me on the speaker because traffic’s …
Rhubarb, Rhubarb
Allan and me sit on the stoop like we always do. Near the corner of West 4th Street.
The Small Horseshoe Bay
She cried as they made their way down to the small horsehoe bay, on the stony path through the …
Troubleshooting An Unresponsive House-Human
These overpriced, one-use icky organic wares stubbornly resisted my attempts to elicit a response. I prodded and jabbed at …
Where She Went When She Was Gone
There was a woman who came sometimes to the back door of my club. She would knock four times …
Urban Odyssey
The bagel rolled out of my sweatshirt pocket and spun to a stop in the bus lane. That was …