Short Stories
At the ripe age of 21, Ariel lives in failure of that first step. She’s filing papers now, an administrative assistant at the Dropbox headquarters in the heart of Silicon Valley. She watches the computer engineers check in and out behind the front desk on the third floor, and all day this plagues her with a sense of inadequacy. She thinks about her upbringing in an upper-middle class
The Magic Spot: A story inspired by Giorgio de Chirico’s “The Melancholy of a Beautiful Day” He lay in the grassy median of a road which bounded one side of a large inner-city university. How he had come there, nobody knew. From his looks, though, his path had been a cruel one. His body showed the signs of a life wracked by insupportable pain. His face was hollow and sallow,
he fortune teller pushed the cloth curtains out of her way and stepped into the room, adjusting the oversized turban on her head.
A short story: For generations, the people of the forest had huddled around the flickering fireside telling stories and singing songs about their life of abundance in the valley.
THE CIRCUS MAGICIAN by William Dan Howells A crowd of the fellows had been waiting to know what the boys had been talking about to the circus man, but Jim Leonard said, “Don’t you tell, Pony Baker!” and he started to run, and that made Pony run, too, and they both ran till they got…