Author: Sophie Xiaoke Song

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Saturday Afternoon

Short Fiction   The woman came by each Saturday afternoon with a record player and a considerable stack of records. The hands that dropped them into place were heavily veined and thick with age,...

Short Stories 0

To My New Love

Short Story   “Oh, who cares,” we sometimes think at our most blue moments. “I am boring and it is boring and writing about it all is boring too.” At times like these we...

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Happily Ever After

He keeps all his photos, and looks through them regularly. She’d never said so, but to herself she admits that of course it bothers her. In fact, how could he not see that it...

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In the Night

Hadrian had woken up so many nights that by now it felt as if he’d always done so. Outside, a low hanging moon casted its serene glow over their balcony. It must be the...

Inside the Airplane 0

From Bogota

I was on the overnight flight from Bogota to JFK, the last leg of my 24-hour long journey home after a week of hiking and no showers in Peru. Usually for international flights I...

Mountain Lake 0

In Scotland

The haggis and potato for lunch sat heavily in our bellies as we drove into the Scottish highlands that afternoon. It was already October, and tourist season had recently passed, but the hills we...

Cherry Blossoms, must read short stories 0

There, One Cherry Tree

Short Story   Look, she’d pointed and began to jump so as to see better. Do you see? There is one there! She said, shaking his arm. At first he wasn’t sure what she...