Short Story

In the monotony of black luggage that circled the carousel, my tired eyes searched for the stained ribbon that signaled my ownership. “That’s Boston. And we’re growing now, too. Construction everywhere,” said the cab driver as he slammed the trunk ...
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Hey girl, turn around! Oh…come on baby, don't walk away, you know you love it." The girl tries to hold her skirt down and keeps a brisk pace down the sidewalk, she will not turn her head. She grips a ...
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Aren’t they beautiful?” I asked my Lolo as he stared at the tropical fish in the aquarium of the nursing home lobby. My Lolo’s old, crinkly eyes looked up and met my gaze through the reflection of the aquarium glass ...
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Welcome to Ripley’s Wild Roller Coaster. Grab a seat, buckle up, and get ready to ride! Just a Wild Ripley Reminder for our passengers, please keep all your phalanges, radii, and humeri inside the car today, although humor-i is always ...
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Mariel walks despondently out of the office of Dr. Goodman. It is a long corridor. Her head faces the stained jade carpet, every piece of withering wool clouding her mind and vision. She sees nothing, hears nothing, wants nothing, all ...
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The smallest commonplaces act as lifejackets, pulling memories up from the depths of my mind. A car door closing, a light turning on, a car honking, a child yelling… I was here, but my mind wasn’t. It wasn’t the haunting ...
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I know that face. I don't remember how or why, but I just do. I'm in the The Armadillo right now, a hole in the wall bar downtown that everyone has discovered. I'm sitting at the far right hand corner ...
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Fingertips ghosted over the carefully arranged sand grains, not daring to touch its perfected surface. The man breathed softly so as to not make the sand below stir. For days, he had been toiling on this project. He had sacrificed ...
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I knew a little girl once. She laughed at the rain and danced for the sun. She sang for the stars and told stories to the moon. She ran circles around the house in her Mama’s oversized polos, tripping over ...
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He types in the entry code and ascends the steep staircase up to her office. She is already waiting there at the door to greet him even though it is only 2:52, 8 minutes early. Hello, nice to see you ...
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Hey Baby Girl, How’re you doing down there? I know the world can be a cold-hearted place. You seem a little shy now, maybe you’ve been spending more time alone than out with your friends. Baby girl I see you ...
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A candied peanut aroma ricochets through each block of smooth, stark pavement. A ragged dog rushes by with a steaming hotdog clenched between his jaws. Barely detected perfumes of various department stores vaguely drift through the crisp air. One can ...
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Yesterday, and this morning, per my routine, I put on my armor of a neat white polo shirt, socially acceptable Uggs, and curled lashes. As I walked out the wooden doors of my castle, I wielded my shield of silence ...
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Literary Magazine of St. Ignatius College Preparatory