May 12, 2018 | Lies, Short Stories, Truth & Lies |
Malibu I’d gone out on dates before. Nothing really spectacular ever happened. One girl had been a nun when she was younger. I liked her, but she was always talking about herself. It was like she was waiting for something in my face to light up, and nothing ever did....
May 5, 2018 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
Suddenly Mr. Bevins did not look well. His flesh was thin as parchment. Tremors ran through his body. hans vollman So many memories were flooding back. I recalled a certain morning. The morning of my— The morning that I— I had seen Gilbert. At the baker’s. Yes. Yes I...
Apr 28, 2018 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
The first time I saw her was in a dream, the colours were intense; the air was full of vibrations; everything seemed magnified and slowed down. The street lamps were lit but the sky was still light. She was waiting at a bus stop. A sign said BALSAMIC although there...
Apr 21, 2018 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
That evening, sometime after the advertised hour, Mr. Salter alighted at Boot Magna Halt. An hour earlier, at Taunton, he had left the express, and changed into a train such as he did not know existed outside the imagination of his Balkan correspondents; a single...
Apr 14, 2018 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
In a city swollen by refugees but still mostly at peace, or at least not yet openly at war, a young man met a young woman in a classroom and did not speak to her. For many days. His name was Saeed and her name was Nadia and he had a beard, not a full beard, more a...
Apr 8, 2018 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
The Plummeting Old Women A certain old woman, out of excessive curiosity, fell out of a window, plummeted to the ground, and was smashed to pieces. Another old woman leaned out of the window and began looking at the remains of the first one, but she also, out of...