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Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Coming up for Air
It can’t be me she’s yelling at. There must be a mistake. Nobody calls me Tor. Not anymore. Not in years. She shouts louder this time, and darts across the street, zigzagging between beeping cars, giggling and waving an apology. She stumbles onto the pavement, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear and holds out her arms. I shuffle backwards and lower my eyes, picking at my thumbnail. It’s strange. But even after all this time, there’s something achingly familiar about seeing your mum again.
By Caroline Craven7 months ago in Fiction
The Rite of the First Meal
The first time I cooked in a kitchen that was mine, I cried over a box of prepackaged rice. Not because it tasted good, it really didn’t, but because I could make it, eat it, and no one would take it from me. No footsteps thudding down the hall. No shouting. No disposal switch flipping like a guillotine. Just me, the steam rising from the pot, and a silence that finally felt soft instead of sharp. There was something about standing there, watching it simmer, the scent beginning to fill the air that made me remember the first time I tried to make it. I was eleven. I hadn’t eaten in days.
By M.R. Cameo7 months ago in Fiction
Anthropomorphism
It’s distressing, you know? While thinking aloud, I stumbled upon an unexpected epiphany. Maybe the way I’d been taking care of you had been a roundabout way to care for myself. That certainly wasn’t the intent, but in the long term that’s how it turned out to be.
By Lark Hanshan7 months ago in Fiction
What Do You Think of This
The rivers ran backwards the day the queen vanished. Her King had long since ridden off into the mountains among the high places on a holy quest to find a dragon—for only the noble creatures could heal the festering rot that plagued their son. Spring dawned and blossomed but neither king nor child returned. Then, on the first strange day of summer, the sun lingered too high, and the earth shivered.
By R. B. Booth7 months ago in Fiction
The social butterfly
I remember a time when I danced happily upon the winds of the honey which dripped from your charming lips. It now seems like such a long time ago, when happy lived for a while where hearts flutter and life sings beautiful songs. Tributes we made to those places where soul mates and forever lives. Together we both said...
By Antoni De'Leon7 months ago in Fiction
Milk of Human Kindness
The baby in his sling was heavy against her. The smell of him hung in the air around and between them. Lingering and following like another companion. Thick with sleep, slightly sour with milk. It clung to her shawl, to her skin, just as much as the dust that rose with every step. It mixed with sweat, and body-smell, and campfire smoke.
By L.C. Schäfer7 months ago in Fiction
One Night. Content Warning.
**Inspired by a dream that I had last night** We were coming home late from a dinner with a group of friends on a Thursday night. It was just a regular day for us. We both had worked and decided that we wanted to go out afterwards. He was driving our old brown Explorer when we were hit by a drunk driver.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹7 months ago in Fiction
