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    Indecent Reverend

    Jenna took a break from college to attend her despised grandfather’s funeral. She’d been ambivalent about sitting on the pew to give the impression her grandfather conformed… Read more “Indecent Reverend”

    March 18, 2023March 18, 2023 by AC

    Reward Money

    “This cup of cold coffee is barely keeping me awake,” Sandra said, yawning with her hands planted firmly on the steering wheel. Sandra glanced over, then returned… Read more “Reward Money”

    January 31, 2023February 1, 2023 by AC

    The Invitation

    Mark is the black sheep of the family and thinks the government monitors cell phones, so he never called. But when Ben receives a letter with an… Read more “The Invitation”

    October 27, 2022October 29, 2022 by AC

    The Unemployed Catch

    I sat over a cigarette and a local newspaper at the kitchen table. I was going over the classifieds. I shifted my notepad and glasses and reached… Read more “The Unemployed Catch”

    March 14, 2022July 12, 2022 by AC

    Murder for You

    (Revised) “Do you have any idea what time it is?” Mary said through crinkled eyes, cracking the door. “Besides, you’re not supposed to be here. It’s over,… Read more “Murder for You”

    February 25, 2022 by AC

    Love You?

    “Not at all?” Shannon said. “Love you? Are you talking to me?” “Well?” Shannon crossed her arms, shifting her weight to her back foot. “Do you?” “Going… Read more “Love You?”

    February 19, 2022May 5, 2022 by AC

    Birthday Blues

    “But this can’t be the end,” Gina said.“Why?” I asked, resting my hands on my hips like I knew the answer before she told me.“Because… I’m… I’m—”“What,… Read more “Birthday Blues”

    February 19, 2022February 19, 2022 by AC

    UPDATE: Amir Locke’s Killer Identified

    February 12, 2022 by AC

    Trump Lies; Right-Wingers Believe Him #GullibleWhiteMaleTrumpVoters

    January 30, 2022 by AC

    You Can’t Get Rid of Me

    Mary’s looking around.Shovel clanked hard earth.Mary stops, eyes darting either way.I think she can hear me.I know she can’t see me.Why?I’m six feet underneath her bare feet.How… Read more “You Can’t Get Rid of Me”

    January 26, 2022 by AC

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