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Intentional Speeding

It was invigorating to be caught by the speed radar this morning. I was traveling faster than normal. Few drivers were out on an early Saturday morning. The officer’s speed gun was centered on me. He had me. I did not…

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Pinkness

Her bloodied pink panties lay crumpled in the corner near the bathtub where she dropped them when she returned from the clinic. Her boyfriend tossed them into the hamper a day later when he came by to check on her. He…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    Legacy Land

    The view from the porch hadn’t changed much in his 85 years; the land gently sloping to the field his family had plowed for generations. Daniel Boone had been here once, as had the current governor of Kentucky. This was…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    Betty & Bob

    After watering mutual anniversary bouquets, Jenny led Ryan to the park bench she usually occupied solo. Opposite them sat an elderly couple deep in conversation and tenderly holding hands. Ryan laughed. "Look at Betty &…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    Last Words

    Uncle Fred was in his bed with the end near. That is, of his life, not his bed. Those few relatives who at the last moment could make it to his small unventilated room sat in silence on inexpensive folding chairs. Then…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    When Did You Dance, Mother?

    Only once, did I see you jitterbugging in the kitchen. That’s when I realized there was another you inside the mix of you, hidden deep inside, resisting that urge to sing, dance and laugh out loud. The current you…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    Formations

    “Good lord,” Doreen’s mother said when Doreen let the screen door bang shut.Doreen shrugged and made herself a sandwich, sharing a bite with the dog. Then she went into her room, pulled up her shirt and admired the…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    The Afterparty

    Zak sits on a folding chair, cold sweat trickling beneath his flannel shirt. Onstage, her performance makes his nostrils flare with a familiar, frantic excitement. He remembers the psychiatrist’s diagnosis—the word…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    A Taste of Juniper

    "No," you refuse, as I pass the pepper. "It's perfect."For your birthday dinner, I made a roast, grilled radicchio, and tomato soup. You don't like soup, but my intuition proved correct."Is there any more?'"There's…

  • Oct 10, 2026

    Eurydice

    My wife asks for the scissors to cut the hospital band off her wrist.“I’ll do it,” I say.I glance back over my shoulder, just once, before leaving her alone. When I return, she’s not on the couch. Bile rises in my…

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