“You Were Perfectly Fine,” by Dorothy Parker
“Oh, I’m great,” he said. “Corking, I am. Know what time I got up? Four o’clock this afternoon, sharp. I kept trying to make it, and every time I took…
The Pedestrian
Back in 1952, the great American science fiction writer Ray Bradbury published a short story called “The Pedestrian” in a small antifascist publication. The story, which was based on Bradbury’s…
The Pedestrian
Back in 1952, the great American science fiction writer Ray Bradbury published a short story called “The Pedestrian” in a small antifascist publication. The story, which was based on Bradbury’s…
The Heart Specialist
it was quite something to find a heart specialist who knew so little about the heart.
Peach Child, Woman, Stone
I sometimes imagined that my mother and these aunts, who oftentimes murmurated in our small living room, were in fact birds who had lost their feathers, perhaps due to some…
Since He Came Back
Dad was dead. Now he’s not. And nothing is OK. Today in Fireside: “Since He Came Back” by Lindsay King-Miller: …
Small Magics
Hers are small, hidden magics. Subtle. Deniable. Here and now, she is Elda, a weaver, her shuttle carving magic across the warp and back again, weaving protection into the cloth.…