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Category: Fiction

April 14, 2021April 12, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Anything that Shines

"There’s an our kind and a their kind."

April 7, 2021April 6, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

The Mean Streets

I was Indiana Jones, hanging from a rope above a pit of snakes, my moves skilled and sure. My recorder was below, begging to be rescued like whatever unrealistic female heroine Jones would fall in love with and then totally forget about by the sequel.

March 24, 2021March 20, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Port-au-Prince

...she took in another breath, reminding herself of the hours she would have to spend today making forced smiles to cover her nerves, laughing anxiously to prevent herself from saying something she didn’t mean, and breathing in and out to steady her heartbeat.

March 18, 2021March 17, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Multiple Deterrents

I know what Venita does. I'm not stupid. She doesn't know I know, the fragrances of her leaving and the taste of her returning.

March 10, 2021March 7, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Crab Girl

There are two honors for women here. One is that you marry well; your husband doesn’t beat you and will hold you close at night. Two: you become a crab girl in the crab factory.

March 3, 2021January 6, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Forget the Line Breaks

Did he think about telling me that summer, when there was nothing but us and the truck and the highway for miles? Maybe not, didn't want to ruin it all.

February 26, 2021April 12, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Nurture

Out here, she knew, was his sanctuary, away from his daughter’s problems. Here, only these more easily governed fruits of his labor existed.

February 24, 2021December 28, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

How To Make Good Stock

You keep the bones. I learned this as a girl, cleaning after a chicken dinner.

February 22, 2021February 20, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Homecoming

I was just taking some time off, I told myself. From college. But more and more it felt like from life.

February 17, 2021February 14, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Bless Me Father

The little bird’s so still, just looking up at me with those robin eyes, just staring like it sees what’s deep inside me, like it’s stunned by the horror of it. I think that’s when I begin to understand: sin’s damn personal.

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