Tagged: contemporary fiction

The Contemporary Fiction page on Image Curve serves as an umbrella term for all our fictional prose that has new edgy voice and relates to modernity, always bending the rules of the narrative to the will of global culture.

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As Is the Beginning, Is the End

Short Story   Jeanne Ann Westveer was born in 1935. Jeanne married John Frederick Girard Rooks in 1960. She is the mother of my mother, making her my grandmother. When I’m writing this, my...

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Animal Dilemmas – Camel Moth

Short Story   The Queen Moth crawled up the crack in the rock into the light and flew up in the hot desert air. It circled the large rock that was its kingdom and...

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Dazed and Disconnected

Modern Fiction   “I’m done with this shit!” I said, starring intently at the screen promptly, begging me to reconsider my account. I wonder if they will all think I just disappeared, I thought. Then...

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Flash Fiction Exercises

Flash Fiction Exercises   Dry: One Syllable Rejection He stands from the bed, as if I’d gone. His strides are long as he moves to the edge of the room. His spine pokes up through...

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Stacks

Short Story   My roommate, April, moved into my apartment on a Sunday. She brought the sun with her. I helped her carry boxes up from her Jetta and into the tiny room I...

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We’ll Fly Away

Short Story   Salma stared at the clouds all day. The quiet stilled her mind to let her dream dreams of flight. Salma would find a way into the library after closing and spend...

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Interview

Short Story   I don’t know where to begin, Doc. Well, start from the beginning. That’s the thing. I actually have no idea where the beginning is. What’s the last thing you remember? It...

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The Outside – Part One

Short Fiction   With little knowledge of the outside, I stare helplessly at the city gates. Stumbling onto the platform, only a few stragglers continue their shushed conversations. I motion toward John, who rallies...