Posts Tagged ‘ Prose ’

“You From the Future,” by Anna Koltes

Dec 20th, 2023 | By

“Whatever you do, don’t fall in love with Jason.”

You gape at the twin of yourself who purposely rode into you with her electric Divvy bike. Except it’s not a twin at all. You don’t even have a twin, not that you know of. This not-twin who looks exactly like you is wearing your ripped jeans, your yellow sweater with the broken zipper, and your scruffy checkered Vans you bought back when you thought you were a skater.

“Less Popular Versions of That Urban Legend With the Babysitter,” by Lillie E. Franks

Dec 13th, 2023 | By

The Classic 

A babysitter is staying over at a client’s house when she gets a phone call. “I’m going to kill you,” a strange voice on the other end of the line says. She tries to ignore it, but she gets another phone call. “I’m going to kill you,” the voice tells her again. She calls the police and tells them about the threatening calls. The police officer promises to run a trace to find out where the strange phone calls are coming from. 

“Oh my god!” the officer says, suddenly. “The calls are coming from inside the house! Get out! Get out now!” 

But there was no reply… 

“Tiered Holiday Cards,” by Amy Marques

Dec 6th, 2023 | By

1. People you barely know, never think about, who always send you cards.

[standard card greeting – no handwritten note]

The Xs

“What to Expect When You’re Expecting Nothing At All,” by Christa Laib

Nov 29th, 2023 | By

From the team that brought you What to Expect When You’re Expecting comes a new, comprehensive guide for women at that magical mid-life stage: What to Expect When You’re Expecting Nothing At All.

“French Toast around the Globe! A Celebration of the Fabled Breakfast Food for National French Toast Day, November 28,” by David Galef

Nov 26th, 2023 | By

French toast, also known as pain perdu, or lost pain, is a time-honored staple of frugal French housewives and househusbands (maris de maison) everywhere. It consists of stale bread that even le chien refused, lovingly bathed in egg and milk and fried in something called a poêle. It is then dusted with cinnamon and hung on the wall as decoration.