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The Arms of Saturday Night

“were all here pregaming. at my dads apt. Wher the duck are u.”

The Arrest

No one answered. I turned to his parents. My stomach felt on fire.

The Arrogant Man

He grew a forest of candles and cried when it succumbed to wildfire.

The Art of Becoming a Citizen: A Meditation

It begins on the sunny morning of November 14, 1960.

The Bedwarmer

Anytime I drifted off I wished to wake up against a cold, silent body.

The Beginnings of a Storm

It’s a mistake to be here, he thinks, but he doesn’t turn around.

The Black Cat

The Black Hole

When I meet his gaze, he’s frowning, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. When saw the fury in his eyes, I thought he was going to kill him.

The Building Permit

They tried to kill us, my sisters, mother, and me; I still have the scars.

The Caterer

This is not America! It is not the America I grew up in, it’s
a joke.

The Chief Inspector’s Daughter

I am drawn to these victims because I was there the night they were killed.

The Church of Abundant Life

“Ki-Tae the famous pastor,” Jae says to her. “Can you believe life.”

The Cigarette Garden

Of late a graduate student named Cassius has joined our ranks.

The Clicking of Cuthbert

The division of the community had become more marked than ever.

The Climax Forest

There in the trees, swinging from branch to branch, they saw Pete.

The Comfort Zone

It was as if my dead husband was flowing within me now, like blood.

The Crab

We buy a bag of cockles and three crabs, all female, sweet with egg.

The Cutter

He’s got a nice, deep kind of voice. He doesn’t sound redneck at all.

The Death of Prince Andrei

“I can’t die, I don’t want to die, I love life,” Prince Andrei thought.

The Delinquents

You don’t feel anything when they cut you, not at first, just the blood.

The Dictators

He studies their mannerisms, looking for clues to the psycho spirit.

The Diezmo, Part Three

In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.

The Dilettante

It had taken Thursdale seven years to form this fine talent.

The Divide

The students usually didn’t look up to see who was serving them.

The Divorce

Some people you come across you come to love. He was one of them.

The Dress

Despite seeing the other knockoffs, I hoped my dress would be perfect.

The Elephant Box

More and more whiskey was required to knock out the elephant.

The Emperor of Shoes

Here’s the part where you pledge devotion until death, I told myself.

The Empire of Night

We looked at each other beneath a London sky, on a Zeppelin night.

The Escape Artist, Chapter 3

Joanna Walsh