Fiction
by Deena Linett.
“I called him Lark although his given name is Laurie. I made it up, a love-name, so I reckon when they asked him for a name he said what came to mind, quick-like, and told them Lark.”
by Jennifer Lee.
“Physical therapy is in the basement of the hospital, and they send them down in wheelchairs right after surgery. It hurts, and people are always telling me what they can’t do—like I’m their sister and this is some confidence they share—but it’s best to get them moving as soon as possible.”
by Jill Caputo.
“Winston sold candy at the bus station on Wednesdays because that was the only day Georgia could give him a ride there. He kept the goods in the pack on the back of his chair: Snickers, Milky Ways, Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, M&Ms, both peanut and plain…”
by Kelly Flanigan.
“I walk into Scott’s kitchen, sweaty from basketball and needing something cold to drink, and there’s his mom in just her underwear…”
by Jerry M. Burger.
“I say I’ll keep taking the lithium, but the doubt I see on Dr. Pederson’s face as he hands me the pills tells me I probably won’t. And then it’s time to go. Only the real nutcases stay at the VA more than a couple of days anymore. Better for you on the outside, they say…”
by Don Zancanella.
“I grew up in a working-class suburb of Denver with a mother who was a functioning alcoholic and a father who sold office supplies and was frequently on the road. I dropped out of school at sixteen and started supporting myself…”
by Daniel Reiss.
“To find honey, I must first find a bee. It’s not that hard to find a bee. I just wander the woods till I find a source of water. If I come to a creek or a river, I’ll nearly always find bees…”
by Allison Amend.
“I’m not a suspicious person; I think that the quickest way between two points is a straight line and that the simplest explanation is the truest. I don’t care if our atmosphere is being eaten away by toxic gas.”
by Jacob M. Appel.
“My father fancied himself a shrewd landlord—he refused to rent to lawyers, the children of lawyers, even a college girl who “had law school written all over her”—but he probably bit off too much when he sublet to the mime.”