Three weeks passed since the Keurig machine stopped talking. **** “A Keurig? Thanks, I guess.” “You’re so busy with your work I doubt you find time for decent coffee,” my …
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In our latest submission call, we invite you to speak about time and space. Together, they create the universe. And as abstract as the formation may be, we strive for …
Those two girls at a nearby table are chatting so loudly. And their clothes! She could never wear such fashions. Look at the shortness of the skirts. And their hair, …
A cold winter gust brought him a familiar smell of perfume. He dropped his cigarette and softly pressed a finger against his nose. The smoke from his fingertips …
Cities are never static – they ripple and change with the seasons and years. On the streets that you roam the faces change: new ones appear and old ones eventually …
There is urine on the seat again. Every time Shaohan sees splotches of his father’s urine on the toilet seat, something clenches inside him. He doesn’t have to sit there …
Part I: Planning the Rescue After much debate, the Park sisters named the mission “Operation Rescue the Squeaky Red Toy from Puppy Spa World”. An outside viewer might feel some …
Jane steeps in her claw-footed bathtub, one leg stretched out along the bottom, the other slightly bent. Her face towel drapes over the edge like the paper label of a …
In September 1976, Nina arrived at the Number Five Military Farm near Jinghong County in Yunnan Province and met her former fellow workers, Huguo and his wife Donfang in a …
As soon as we get home, my dad starts on supper. He’s an awesome cook, works wonders with a wok. The first thing he did when he moved here twenty-five …