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And The Sea Is Not Full

And The Sea Is Not Full - story

Edna Shemesh

 “I have not yet begun to fight!” John Paul Jones    1 The road descends all the way to the sea, as though the whole world was a huge basin where everything drove, sailed, glided…

An Old-Fashioned Christmas

An Old-Fashioned Christmas - story

Richard Marsh

CHAPTER I–THE PROMISE   “An old-fashioned Christmas.–A lively family will accept a gentleman as paying guest to join them in spending an old-fashioned Christmas in the heart of the country.” That was the advertisement. It…

The Green Devil

The Green Devil - story

Teffi

I could think of nothing else all month: Would they let me go to the Christmas party, or not? I was cunning. I prepared the ground. I told my mother about the glorious achievements of Zhenya…

The Lie

The Lie - story

Peter Brown

When I came down, Granpa’s door was barely open. A blade of candlelight from inside crossed the floor and the living room couch. Mom whispered orders. Someone prayed. When I peeked in, Mom’s hand touched…

The Flower of One’s Heart

The Flower of One’s Heart - story

Panio Gianopoulos

Yoshi Takamata moved from Kyoto to Connecticut at the age of fifteen, and his three years of American high school, followed by four years at local college and two decades in New York City, had…

How to Be a Prisoner

How to Be a Prisoner - story

Jessica Hollander

Ben was my summer boyfriend, my “older man,” Mom called him. He was twelve, and I was eleven, a skinny eleven, though I believed my breasts appeared acceptable to those who mattered. He lived usually…

Make Me Do Things

Make Me Do Things - story

Victoria Redel

Way over there, the boy could see them, in the deep end, his mother and the man his mother said he’d better stop calling Dan Dog. They were all the way over there, doing what…

Planch, Whip, Salto

Planch, Whip, Salto - story

Becky Adnot-Haynes

    I. You spotted the trapeze rig in the spring, where it seemed to have sprouted, like a flower, from its otherwise concrete surroundings. It was pitched on a medium-sized plot of grass in…

Pan and Pirates

Pan and Pirates - story

Ashley Cowger

Hugh Furlong tells people that the single, snapshot moment that’s been burned into his brain to mark the end of his childhood was the moment he saw his brother Peter’s fist make contact with Albert…

Sunflowers

Sunflowers - story

Michal Yaara Carmi

I can’t recall when I first started scribbling those little notes I later stashed in various hiding places around the apartment. It sure as hell could not have been a lot earlier, because at the…