FICTION: Unlike nonfiction, rooted in data, source-driven narratives, and real-life experience, fiction allows us to explore important issues with a certain amount of freedom, creativity, and flare.
Humans are nothing without stories – inspiring, heartbreaking, funny, inconsequential or important – that fill our hearts in the meantime. This section is dedicated to these stories and the authors who write them.
It’s something that makes too much sense. Like watching a car crash/auto accident and subsequent fistfight on an LA highway, or M&Ms after getting high at midnight.
Lazy Days, Falling Asleep, Stuck in School, Dreaming Read Post »
There are those who say that cruelty is learned, and not inherent – the result of trauma and abuse. Freud’s view was that it occurs naturally, based in biology and psychology and a part of human nature.
The Cruelty of Children Read Post »
Sometimes grandma just sits at the edge of the window sill. Rocking back and forth. Like she would in her rocking chair wen she was still alive. Sometimes that’s enough.
We stand in front of long white walls: No pictures, or wallpaper, or paintings, or even scuff marks to show that we used to live between them.
The Unchanging Nature of People Read Post »
All the kids have dirty noses they wipe on their sleeves. There is a lot of truth to be found on the sleeves of children from the hood.
Everything So Beautiful and Dirty and Absurd Read Post »
The air is a perfect 80 degrees. Winter is over. The people around us are musing, eternally, how much of their lives they’ve spent sitting in cars.
One Street of One City Read Post »
Science saved my life, but it didn’t make me want to live. I stay wrapped up in blankets. But it’s like Frank says, If we could fly, the world would have no end.
A quantifiable attraction described as magic. Like Charles Bukowski in Factotum, “I kiss her. She answers with her tongue. Women are magic.”
A Quantifiable Attraction Read Post »
The rain bites through my coat and makes me shiver. A few cars roll past me on the street, tires squealing in the cold air. This is my neighborhood.
From spending nights in a warm bed downtown to sleeping alone on a futon, one never knows what the end of a relationship will bring.
In Bed With a Hush Read Post »
Working at her father’s liquor store in the toughest part of the city, a teenage girl comes face to face with violence when a would-be robber pulls a gun.
A Short Story About Violence Read Post »
Everyone feels nostalgic about their childhood from time to time. We all have stories that stick out in our memories. Some stories stick out more than others.
Ice Cream on a Hot Day Read Post »