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The Migrant Type · 1W 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 · 2W ago

Back Story in Green

“The world began without man, and it will complete itself without him.” — Claude Lévi-Str...
The Migrant Type · 3W ago

Some Dire Indian

Stillness. A lime-green-and-cream fifties model Buick by a lake. Backdropped by a silent b...
The Migrant Type · 1M 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 · 1M 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 · 1M ago

Earthbound

That was the day I woke up tired.  A sepia dream 'bout trains fading like a station abando...
The Migrant Type · 2M 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...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Hope in Any Other

© Steve Hebert"Isn't that what matters?" The rest of what she had to say was drowned out b...
The Migrant Type · 2M ago

Eleven Steps

My friend is generous, but like most others I meet he eventually runs outta patience with ...
The Migrant Type · 3M ago

Inside the Avocado

We live inside an avocado; it's green and damp. Oh. Maybe it's not an avocado; maybe it's ...