Author: Sandy Dodge

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Coasting – Part Ten (Final)

Short Story   Von shredded some cheese, added it on top of the eggs and turned the stove down low. He retightened his towel and walked into the bedroom to check on Darren. He...

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Coasting – Part Nine

Short Story   Things started to blur. The next moment they were all in his bedroom. Blink. The next, Darren was in only his underwear and Milly was working on removing that. Von looked...

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Coasting – Part Eight

Serial Fiction   Milly was on the bus, talking to her mother on the phone and just as she hung up, her phone vibrated. It was Monday and she hadn’t heard from Von since...

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Coasting – Part Seven

Sunday afternoon Von sat in the back corner of the coffeehouse, watching the ships in the harbor bob up and down with the tide. He was dressed presentably, with his glasses (which he rarely...

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Coasting – Part Six

Short Story He turned his head so quickly back to her that he almost tweaked a nerve. He thought the haymaker had already been delivered. Von: “Do you mean…” Milly picked at her nails for...

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Coasting – Part Five

Short Story Milly: “Von?” Von grunted and breathed with rising inflection. Milly: “Von, I-“ Von: “Yes?” Milly couldn’t speak, and she soon found herself removing Von’s pants, lowering her head and diving in. She was...

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Coasting – Part Four

Short Story Von, fully reclined in his favorite chair and sufficiently drunk, cleared his throat as he continued to hum a song stuck in his head from the drive home. His Saturday-night-car-singing-A-game voice had...

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Coasting – Part Three

Short Story Von arrived at the local pub. It didn’t take him long to detect his three friends boisterously laughing on the other side of the place. He waded towards them and removed his scarf,...

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Coasting – Part Two

Short Story Von stood with his eyes closed, head down, and his palms flat on either side of the shower head. He let the hot water pour around his neck and pitter-patter on the...

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Coasting – Part One

Short Story   Milly: “I gotta take the bus home.” Von: “Okay.” Milly: “So I need two-fifty.” Von: “Where’s your bus pass?” Milly: “I don’t have it.” Von: “I know, but where is it?”...

Looking Back, short story about generations 0

Nexos

Short Story Grandmother sits in her hospital bed, tracing the veins down her arms. They are a spectacular blue tonight, a shade she hadn’t seen before. Especially the one on her ring finger, twisting...

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Rusty

Short Story   That wasn’t his real name. They had adorned him with it after his second tour in Afghanistan, during which he was thrust back into duty without much training or intel, they...

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Summer’s End

Poem   Somersaults in overalls Tastes like summer Rock salt on your Birkenstocks As the birds revolve I can’t help but hum along and wonder I’m pushing twice as hard Barely moved at all...

Building, short story about job interview 0

Floored

Floor 2a “Excuse me, sir. Which elevator-” “The one on the left, floors three to fifty-five. The right, floors fifty-six to ninety-eight.” The former, with a fresh coat of gel in his hair and...

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Pariah Queen

Short Story She never meant to kill anyone. Or anything. In this moment nostalgia yet again hotfooted through her synapses; a jagged, fiery sensation. Her mother was a striking artist and a fashionable smoker....

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Foreign

Poem   Heart’s on a plane That folded in two Make you know my name It’s foreign to you Heart’s on a plane And I’d no clue It’s crashing again Into the foreign blue...

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The Weekend

Flash Fiction   The weekend is a ticking crime bomb. In search of the heart of the city, armed with a freshly-shaven sinister confidence, the bottom of the situation at hand is up for...

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Dot Comet

Short Story   8 August, 1957 Between bouts of inescapable fatigue Taking it as a sign from God that the only empty seat on the airplane rested quiet and unassuming beside him, he took...

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Youthful Eulogy

Poem   I hope all have heard Of how the battle was done There were those who survived And those who won But you shoulda seen the battlefield I thought it just couldn’t be...

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Angel In the Smog

This bus driver is a good man. His ring is gold with lots of holes in it, intertwined like a wrap of some kind of jungle leaf or something. It makes me wonder… Trinidadian,...