A curvy brunette in a mink coat barely enters the train in time. Outside, a man snaps photos of her as it pulls away. A petite lady in jeans and her own oversized glasses invites her to sit down. They bond over their shared experiences of unwanted attention, love for children and animals, […]
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Lost and starving, Gall roamed the forest. “Eat my fruit,” said a tree. He ate without a thank you. Now he was thirsty. “Drink my water,” said a stream. Gall drank without a thank you. Now tired, he needed shelter. “Rest in me,” said a cave. He slept without a thank you.
Every day, Max came home with stories of his many friends. His mother would hide her tears of gratitude: all these years and they’d finally found a school where kids weren’t cruel about Max’s facial anomalies. The week of his tenth birthday, she sent him to school with invitations. He returned home, head drooped, holding the
Augie didn’t cry at birth. His mouth hung open in awe. He’d been a heartbeat in darkness and here was the world! With time, brilliant colors spilled into the grays. Reds, then blues, then greens and yellows! Things had all sorts of textures and tastes! The more he learned, the more wondrous the world
“Liam, fart one more time in this car, you’re walking home.” He giggled. To him it was another one of his mother’s empty threats, and he had more foul gas to give. “You’ll be sorry,” cried Liam as Miriam pulled over. She was. Hours later, Liam never came home. Frantic, she drove
We hold hands around a ten-foot-tall hourglass. My husband turns to me as sand shhhs through. “You are the hourglass,” he says. That is when I wake. Dank air. Smell of pine. I’m in a box… this is my coffin. The shhhing is dirt slipping through. Strings are tied to my hands and feet. If I’m
Once upon a time, Vanu had a toy stick with twiggy protrusions and a knotted head named Abra. Vanu took Abra everywhere. Abra even slept with his human boy, protecting him from the dark. Until the American missionaries came. They took pity on “the poor boy who played with sticks.” They gave him fancy toys,
12-year-old Pax always took quick glances over to the empty side of the dinner table as he ate with his parents. Had he actually had a sister? He vaguely remembered a chair being on the other side… and he vaguely remembered a funeral for a girl who died in a hit-and-run. But his parents never
My son gapes down at the 1000 year-old picture. Despite being laminated, the image is barely there. Faded like a ghost is a long-necked creature. “What is it?” “They called it a Giraffe. They say they lived in swamps. That’s why they have long necks.” He exhales in wonder just like I
Soleil’s three paintings halted people in their tracks. Her fantastical worlds were like portals to other realities. Each took a year to paint, so though penniless and hungry, Soleil refused to haggle down their price. One cold night, the handsome patron stepped from the shadows. For ten years he gave Soleil food and home, treated