
Short Fiction

A Mastery of German
Somewhere in the world, there is a man, seventy years old, a native New Orleanian who has never left the city except for the occasional
Strange. Surreal. Shocking. Beautiful.
Strange. Surreal. Shocking. Beautiful.
Somewhere in the world, there is a man, seventy years old, a native New Orleanian who has never left the city except for the occasional
We don’t believe in gods any more. We pray to needles and knots.
Red, green, blue, yellow: my vision spasms, so deprived of darkness am I.
Not supposed to. Not supposed to.
Ncheta does his best to help the man remember. He tries to connect the dots, pull strings of memories together, mend the broken web of
But the Commandant wanted it, and what he wanted, he got. The Clerk didn’t like the Commandant, but he understood what happened to people who
Su Yin was hiding the first time the fish spoke to her. It was three o’clock on a Thursday and she was at Puan Lai’s
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