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Aces | Fiction

Aces | Fiction

Randy and I stood at the edge of the living room, not putting a toe into the forbidden space. In the early morning dimness, the Christmas tree tinsel fluttered, enticing as sea anemone tentacles in current. “What did Santa bring?” Randy asked. In second grade, a year...
Collected Love Stories | Nonfiction

Collected Love Stories | Nonfiction

I I remember your Jeep, lipstick-red and volume up, the feeling of you gunning it under my seat, speeding over the lake extending endless on either side of the one-lane road. The sunset painted the sky pink, and I remember thinking this is perfect, he is perfect, life...