All Stories, General Fiction, Short Fiction

Exposed by James Hanna

typewriterHe was a tall sheepish gentleman in his late fifties.  His eyes were gentle, his chin was weak, his shoulders were starting to stoop.   His legs were thin and wobbly, his hair was thinning and gray.  And he walked with the hesitant stride of a crane, his head bobbing forward with every step.  Watching him amble along the street, one would never guess him to be an artist.  A servant, perhaps, a beggar more likely, but  not an artist: a soul unencumbered by earthly snares and committed to only the Muse.  But an artist he was, and no mere artist at that.  He was an artist in the most gallant of mediums: the daring realm of street performance.

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All Stories, General Fiction

Nowheresville by Craig Terlson

typewriterI pinned the latest of my twin brother’s postcards on the corkboard above the desk our father never used. This one showed the famous bridge that I’d seen in books and on TV. Finally made it. Wayne used the same blotchy pen to scribble Mom and Dad’s address. It was my address too, but I rarely got mail.

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