Posts Tagged "douglas f. warrick"

Cuckoo Girls

by on Jun 13, 2016 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

5,900 Words “You never wait to see if it’s really dead,” says Samantha, leaning over the small arsenal configured in pristine rows on the linoleum. “Because, you know, it isn’t. You just put it down for however long, and you run. You try to make it to a new place before it gets back up.”...

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Come to My Arms, My Beamish Boy

by on May 7, 2013 in Short Fiction | 1 comment

By Douglas F. Warrick Most memories were gone. The name of the ship he had served on. The name of his commanding officer. His daughters’ names, which husband went with which daughter, which grandchildren came from which marriage, which fiancé held hands with which granddaughter. That had...

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The Itaewon Eschatology Show

by on Jan 6, 2011 in Short Fiction | 0 comments

By Douglas F. Warrick She sips her coffee like a lady, and then downs her whisky like a champ.  Her name is not Alice, but that is what I call her, because her Korean name is hard on my tongue and she doesn’t like to hear me mispronounce it.  Her hair is brown, the kind of brown that you...

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