Erik Grove | Home
One could, if necessary, hide between the studs in your wall. Shoulders, narrower than the gap. Back against the plywood of the exterior panel; chest, when fully inflated with breath, pressing against the lath and plaster. Room enough to disappear. This was mine before it was yours. Single story 1920s bungalow, three bedrooms, an unfinished basement and an attic crawlspace. Flower beds in the front. Garden space in the backyard. In the door frame of the second bedroom, lines scratched to mark the top of a growing boy’s head. | ©2023 by Erik Grove. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Shaoni C. White | Where the Heather Grows

Shaoni C. White | Where the Heather Grows

Clara drinks from water bottles so she doesn’t have to hear the tap running. She puts all the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and leaves the building until it’s done running, just so she doesn’t have t...

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Shannon Scott | Synchronous Online

Shannon Scott | Synchronous Online

It could have been ketchup. Or sriracha sauce. V8 or cranberry juice or pinot noir. It could have been Karo syrup with food coloring as it had been in Carrie or Bosco Chocolate Syrup as in Psycho. It ...

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R.L. Meza | The First Year

R.L. Meza | The First Year

When you were inside me, I knew you were mine. Now, I’m not so sure. Cradled in my arms, you are an assemblage of parts I recognize: Noah’s cleft chin and narrow ears, my heart-shaped lips and upturne...

16 Maalis 202242min

Erica Ruppert | The Golden Hour

Erica Ruppert | The Golden Hour

Thomas woke alone, and opened his sticky eyes to the dusty golden light filling the bedroom. He expected to see Benjamin in the other bed, beside him, as if they were still children together. The bed ...

2 Maalis 202228min

Jonathan L. Howard | In the Walls and Beneath the Fridge

Jonathan L. Howard | In the Walls and Beneath the Fridge

It was the unexpectedness of the scream that pulled him to his feet from a sofa slouch before the television, that sent him in a run the short way to the kitchen. Jess’s soft padding steps the same pa...

16 Helmi 202229min

Ray Nayler | The Summer Castle

Ray Nayler | The Summer Castle

I have spent my life trying to understand what the thing called memory is. I know some of what it is not. It is not the opposite of forgetting. And it is not a record of what happened. How many summer...

2 Helmi 202239min

Kiyomi Appleton Gaines | The Elements of Her Self

Kiyomi Appleton Gaines | The Elements of Her Self

She remembered the scent of rain and bamboo. The squish of her shoes in the soft loam as she followed her father through the forest. He with his axe over one shoulder, and she carrying a lunch her mot...

19 Tammi 202221min

Ian Muneshwar | Dick Pig

Ian Muneshwar | Dick Pig

Ass o’clock in the morning and it’s black out. BLACK black, the kind of black you only get in these miserable, middle-of-nowhere places. No, “middle-of-nowhere” is too generous; this is past that, rig...

5 Tammi 202254min

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