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Fiction
the long
and the short
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Tokyo Suicides
I will be late to work because someone tried to kill himself.
by Kaoru Tagawa
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Interior
with View of the Ocean
In her profile he saw something so briefly, he wondered whether
he’d seen it at all. He no longer saw the joy of a wife
apparently content and much younger than he, but the bitter,
withering glance of a mature woman too old to care.
by Marjorie Robertson
If Wales Win ...
He paraded naked in front of the mirror in his Mam’s
bedroom, thinking, some lucky bint’s gonna have that
for life.
by Vanessa Gebbie
I
Am
Oh Dad, leave my drawer alone. Don’t
scatter my life on the floor like trodden leaves. You won’t
find her in there. That’s just words on paper. She’s
ashes in a jar, in the ground.
by
Alexandra Fox
Baths
On the night before I left home for good, my mother told me
that she wanted to give me a bath. This actually wasn’t
such a strange suggestion, coming from my mother—she
has never quite had a sense of what normal mothers and daughters
do. But I didn’t want a bath.
by Michelle Mounts
The Fiction 500
short stories
in 500 words
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Five Ways to New Haven
(with ghosts)
by John Eklund
A Night to Remember
by Tom Gilmore
The Deal
by Neil Shea
The Failed
Decree
by Jason Graff
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The
Chekhov Collection
free
short stories
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In
this series, Inversion presents the stories of Anton Pavlovich
Chekhov.
His
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you explore that conclusion for yourself with free downloadable
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From
the Archives
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select pieces from the first five years of Inversion
Lost in
the Heartland
A traveling book salesman explores the secret life of the Midwest.
| by John Eklund
Baths
(fiction)
On the night before I left home for good,
my mother told me that she wanted to give me a bath.
| by Michelle Mounts
Paradise
City
Why reporters and cops love New Orleans
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by Chris Carroll
The New Heroism
Hero: The word means nothing today. Here's a solution.
| by the Editors
Could it happen
here?
Chris Beck tracks the spread of fascism in the U.S.
A
playdate
at the White House turns ugly
George Bush looked just like he did on TV – tall, stout,
and wearing a flight suit.
| by
Dan Tobin
Unions: Dead &
Gone
Wal-Mart and the race to the bottom
| by Tom Gilmore
Saddam
Hussein: Brewer, Patriot
"You know, I used to have quite an elaborate home-brew operation."
| by
Matthew Smolak
Real
Vikings wear Spandex
Thirteen days through Iceland, wetly: the diaries of a solo cyclist.
| by
Christopher Langlois
Punk Matters
Remembering Joe Strummer, punk rock's leading man.
| by Neil Shea
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