Down to the River

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The devil lurks at the riverfront, and thirteen-year-old Rachel must make him leave.

Golem

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A story about how mothers shape daughters.

What We Look For at the Night Market

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When meeting death, there is first a moment of confusion—a space in-between where ghosts wander—wonder—until they do not. Guilt is a fickle thing—forgetting is even trickier. There are four of us. We split into pairs: two on one motorcycle, two on the other. We settle behind the mysterious riders with scarred helmets that Ingri waved […]

Betobeto Teketeke

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I’m going to tell you a story, but on one condition: it must be read out loud.

House—Unpainted

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A house down the street catches my attention. It sits half painted, the other half peeling white, with a quarter of the driveway paved. The cracks are still visible. A shadow passes by one window in the upper level. It looks like my daughter. I know it can’t be. I left her shadow inside the new house.

The Casket House

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Charlotte Ephram, the bereaved widow, moves with her young son into the mansion of an estranged uncle.

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