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Stories 2017

Too many variables

By Nikki Papp At first I only see what she or he would see. At this point I never know who they are. And the location changes as well. It could be a bus s...

Failure to Cooperate

By Susan Read I arrive for my second last scheduled day of work at, well, let's call it Tarsucks.  This is only based on a true story, after all.  I don my g...

Fogger

By Vicky Savage I am an artist, and a remarkably good one considering the conditions under which I’m forced to work. Mostly I create true-to-life drawings of...

My Dog Is Ruining My Life

By Deborah Batterman “Impossible,” says Gary. “Dogs are pals – playmates. Nobody will ever love you the way they do.” His voice crackles. Words snap and pop....

The Very Last Mr. Jones

By Hege Lepri The very last Mr. Jones was grumpier than the others. He’d been something or other during the war that still made him feel important. He had st...