Category: Fiction

A Mothers Love

A Mothers Love

As a young boy, Alex always looked up to his mother. She was strong, independent, and always put others before herself. Despite the challenges she faced as a single mother, she always found a way to provide for her family and make sure Alex had everything he needed. One summer, Alex’s mom decided to take […]

Safe

Safe

I stare at the words my teacher has carefully scratched onto the blackboard at the front of our classroom: “Where in the world is the safest place to be?” It was our next essay assignment, meant to conjure up a short piece using current events. We have been learning about the wars in other countries […]

A Family Secret

A Family Secret

“Get ready, boy!” my step-father, Neil, shouted. “I don’t want to get skunked again.” Getting skunked meant going home empty-handed. As the sun set it became harder to see and the ducks flying into our decoys became shadowy ghosts. Occasionally you’d hear the low thump of wingbeats and a splash as something landed nearby. Neil […]

His Speech

His Speech

Good evening. Thanks for celebrating Seth and Julie’s wedding.  My name is Martin Gold. I am proud to be both the brother and Best Man to Seth. “My speech is going to be like a mini-skirt; it is big enough to cover the essentials and short enough to hold your attention.”  This anonymous quote limits […]

Pieces of a Childhood: 2. Playing

Pieces of a Childhood: 2. Playing

We had to pretend that we had never seen it before, so when Mother handed us the enormous Christmas present, we tried to look surprised. But we had already discovered the package several weeks before. We had taken it out of mother’s wardrobe, shook it, squeezed it, and fantasized about its content.  We quickly unwrapped […]

Pieces of a Childhood: 1. Dreaming

Pieces of a Childhood: 1. Dreaming

We probably all suffered from different kinds of PTSD. Mother had gone through a childhood which included a kind, but weak mother, an alcoholic and abusive father, nine siblings, and extreme poverty. Father and his seven siblings never quite got over the terror they felt for their father, who would punish them brutally. My siblings […]

She Was Secure

She Was Secure

 Sadly, I was named after my Portuguese Grandma who died long before I was born. I will call her M.  ******* In the early 20th century, M enjoyed an idyllic carefree existence on the picturesque equatorial island of Sao Tome. The only child of thriving coffee plantation owners, her life wanted nothing. Nothing. Cornucopias of […]

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