In the Middle of the Night

It’s the smell I notice first, but I try not to pay it any mind. I was having a good dream, full of sun and the floral aroma of the park mixed with the warm, homey scent of my people. But once I hear the sound outside, I know that this will be another restless […]

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Chacho: Part 3

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) It had been three weeks, but my leg still ached. I sat in my leather armchair, having found a comfortable spot where the stuffing wasn’t too lumpy or the springs too jagged, and kicked […]

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Chacho: Part 2

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) It had been about three months since we first met Señor Hablando, the Talking Man. He never gave us a name, but was prone to babbling to us or to himself – or to […]

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Chacho: Part 1

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) The rain pounded. Metallic staccato rhythms quickly gave way to a thunderous deluge as the sky fell upon the ridged aluminum sheet held up by overturned boxes. Huddled under the sheet, which sufficed to […]

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Warm Cookies on a Cold Night

“You ready, Betty?” I hear my friend Alexa call from the other room. “Almost, give me a second!” I struggle with the plastic wrap, pulling one more layer over my plate of cookies. “Let’s go see the fire trucks!” Alexa says. I pick up the cookies and hurry into the front room, where Alexa waits […]

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Three Journal Entries

3 October, 2005 Today I met Kaif, a boy down the street! He’s nine, a whole year older than me! But our birthdays are close. We played football together with his old ball. He needs a new one, this one has patches holding it together. It was still fun, though! We’re gonna play more tomorrow! […]

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Separados

“¡Buen dia, Mamá!” I say as I sit down at the table. “Buen dia, hijito.” Mamá hands me a bowl and a box of Froot Loops. Mi hermano has a bowl in front of him, too, but his cereal is getting soggy. His spoon rests forgotten in his hand as he stares at el televisión. […]

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Marbles

“You ready?” Mike asked as he finished drawing the circle in the dirt, about three feet in diameter. “You should be asking yourself that.” Lucy smiled as she produced her bag. “May the best team win,” Gabe said, opening his own bag and spilling his marbles into the circle. “Oh, we plan to,” Bubba sneered. […]

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Agent of Change

Author: Nathan Heard Content Advisory: Violence “Trussk, are you up for this?” I stare down at the parchment that my employer, Artavan Glass, holds out towards me. The parchment is sealed with the Darek House’s crest. “Yes, sir.” Artavan nods. As usual, he is wearing an expensive scarlet coat with gold embroidery over an equally expensive […]

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No More Tears

Author: Nico Heard Content Advisory: Violence, Adult Themes (Addiction) I grit my teeth as I shovel another pile of horse poop into the dump. The smell is nauseating, nearly causing me to gag. Flies buzz everywhere, flying into my ears and biting my legs. The horses whinny and trample the moldy hay. I wipe the sweat […]

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