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The Migrant Type · 1W ago

Levees of Sand

Somehow desolate, he woke to the sound of the distant surf. Low tide. The harsh sporadic g...
The Migrant Type · 2W ago

"Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground"

Even if he'd been a small man he'd have been a big man. But he was a big man. I see him i...
The Migrant Type · 3W ago

Monarch

The wind gets up and sweeps our fires into streams of sparks, and we huddle closer inside...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Los Irish

This short tale is only a small part of something larger, I'm hoping. Oh, and happy St. P...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Back Story in Green

“The world began without man, and it will complete itself without him.” — Claude Lévi-Str...
The Migrant Type · 1M ago

Some Dire Indian

Stillness. A lime-green-and-cream fifties model Buick by a lake. Backdropped by a silent b...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Forever Girl

Before they hit the bars they agreed to meet and eat at TGI Friday's. The evening was liqu...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Nineteen Sixty Nine

It was nineteen-sixty-nine. When the man in the marketplace began raving, it wasn't a mark...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Earthbound

That was the day I woke up tired.  A sepia dream 'bout trains fading like a station abando...
The Migrant Type · 3M ago

My Week on the Shoulders of Small Giants

Sunday. Such a European scene: a tumult of starlings shocked into curling spirals by the c...