There was nothing to be done, the Air Canada person insisted with a face that lied about how sorry she was pretending to be. They had missed their connection to Nashville during the
It was a simple plan. Fly to Ireland, compete in a karate tournament, stay an extra day to visit the graves of various ancestors in an around Belfast, fly back home. There was
This dialogue is a piece of fiction. A conversation I imagined between two communications professionals within the Quebec government, attempting to write a memo to the state of New York about the refugees
Four-letter words, the prompt said. Well that’s a struggle.
No, not like that. I have lots of swear words swirling around my brain. I am a military-grade swearing machine. I mean, not
[Content warning: This piece of fiction contains sexual violence and self-harm.]
She had a black eye and it hurt like hell.
He told her he hadn’t meant it and besides it was