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Category: Fiction

January 20, 2021January 13, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

The Thirteenth Month

For all intents and purposes, let’s set the record clear that I wasn’t intentionally trying to break anyone’s heart.

January 13, 2021January 7, 2021 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Thirty

He said, I can't imagine that. Living somewhere they don't speak my language. I said I couldn't either.

January 6, 2021December 28, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

To Bask

A woman on the middle floor of the old Florida condo opens a sliding-glass door...

December 16, 2020December 16, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Trespassing

Whenever they drove past in the car on the way to the next town over, all he saw was a bare expanse of crumbling gray stones stretching out like a long-emptied riverbed behind the warped fencing with all its warnings.

December 9, 2020December 9, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction, Magazine

The Jumper and the Gaijin

Nora learns “gaijin” when she hears the teenagers say it. She’s not heard an adult use it, and when it’s said in her proximity the eikaiwa manager turns stern and scolds the student. So while she knows that it means “outsider,” it must mean something else, something a little shameful, the kind of word said only at home.

December 4, 2020December 4, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

To Be Generous

When Amy whispered in Russ’s ear that what he wanted her to do would cost him fifty bucks, she meant it to be sexy.

December 2, 2020December 1, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

The Young Mayor of Villa Sorgo

With a clogged throat and quivering bowels he’d watched the river of muscle flow beneath his balcony, the white-clad men in their blood-red neckties tumbling through the streets, vaulting over the barriers in their frantic attempts to escape the horns of the onrushing beasts.

November 30, 2020November 30, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Perfume and Cigarettes

Mrs. Marion heard Ronnie’s car turn into the driveway, and then shortly afterward the top of its hood slid into view out the kitchen window, breaking her concentration. A sour rush of annoyance spurted into her face like a grease explosion.

November 18, 2020November 16, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

In the Name of the Son

His mind raced over a series of firsts. The first time he used a men’s room; the first time a man took him for another man; the first time a woman did, and the first time one flirted with him; the first time he introduced himself with his new male name.

November 11, 2020November 11, 2020 Berkeley Fiction Review Fiction

Spectators

The world raced by in the opposite direction, a dazzling blur of sun-kissed blues and greens and browns. The sound was an ever-crashing wave. The driver’s eyes darted back and forth between the road and the rearview mirror. “Tell me something,” he said. “You have children?”

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