Two mothers choose their own ending. Their daughter, who’s devoted her life to other people’s choices, must live with the one her mothers made without her. (fiction)
Tag: Short Story
A Friday evening, a blinding headache, and the dreaded return to an empty apartment. For Lucy, even the familiar walk home feels like an ordeal. (fiction)
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I went to Brett’s work and asked him, point-blank, what he saw in his new girlfriend Stella… (fiction)
After a long hospitalization, my father returns home to die on January 2025’s coldest day—the Thursday after Orthodox Christmas. The packed snow on the steep, gravel driveway leading to his house is a slick, icy sheet… (nonfiction/Ukraine)
When my father measured women in percentages, I learned to chart myself like livestock—head, pelvis, torso. Yet the red horse leaned his warmth into me, the chickadees sang, and the body refused to stay math. Years later, back home, I discover what love weighs when you stop counting.
(fiction)
I am sorry to say this, but what if You made a mistake?
What if You took the wrong kid?
I heard You took two more kids today from Askar’s middle school.
Are the soldiers working for you?
(Palestinian Voices/ fiction)
He wonders if his life has been a lie. Was he ever really a selenophile? Were the yearly parades a waste of time? The protests. The fights for equality.
(fiction)
Sudden understanding has snapped me from her side like a branch from a tree in strong wind.
(fiction)
Back then, protecting the border was about preventing people from getting out; now it means not letting anyone in…
(fiction)
The synagogue of my youth wandered throughout the city, from the basement of the Methodist church on the Manayunk hills to the East Falls nursing home…
