Category Archives: Fiction

Hush

The train is running late, and the man in the pointy shoes taps his left foot three times in irritation. Three quick taps, and then nothing. A pause. Then three quick taps again. He shifts in his seat, removing his … Continue reading

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Neverland

It’s not really a door in a tree or a passage through a grandfather clock, or even a wardrobe. We think of fairy dust and magic rings, an afternoon that somehow tumbles on and on, and we long for the … Continue reading

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Autopilot

When did it get dark? Late afternoon seems minutes ago, but now the sky is dense and inky. You adjust quickly, but the question hangs a moment. You don’t wonder so much why you didn’t notice it before. It’s more … Continue reading

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Quitting the Light

As we hurled ourselves into the darkness, the clouds boiling toward our advance, I do not believe that there was a single one of us who turned his head to look back. Whatever was there was past. But it was not even that, for the … Continue reading

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Floored

You find yourself on the floor. Although you’ve been there for a while, you’re not quite sure how you got there. Did you wake up there? Have you even been asleep? Did you fall? At some point these questions are … Continue reading

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How To Eat Fried Worms

Goals are a funny thing.  It seems like we’re never finished with one than we find ourselves another.  And that’s not a bad thing by any means.  To quote Hudson Hawk, just one of many of my favourite movies that … Continue reading

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Žeja-Thirst

I’m still working on some posts about Kosovo, which I’m really excited about and will begin putting up tomorrow, but I thought I’d try something different today.  I wrote the following for my Slovene class last semester, when asked to … Continue reading

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