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Bartending on a Captainless Ship
Captains are always making you think you’re secure and happy and then bam, you’re capsizing with an iceberg in your rearview mirror.
Heather got me the job because I was hard up for money. She asked if I’d ever been a bartender. With uncharacteristic candor, I admitted that I’d rather not say. She shifted gears.
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Nafkote Tamirat is a native of Boston and a graduate of the MFA Fiction Writing program at Columbia University. Her short stories have appeared in Birkensnake, The Anemone Sidecar, Her Royal Majesty, A Tale of Three Cities, and Best Paris Stories. She now lives in Paris. The Parking Lot Attendant is her first novel.
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The Other Mother
Patti never mentioned her own daughter. I realized she was a little broken too, like the rest of us. She had a tender point she hid from us, from me: the enemies.
Mouth, Fist
He never imagined himself holding a placard, waving a fist. But this, this he could do. People needed to be fed.
The Dreams that Float Above Our Heads
When Lilith and Gerald were married, it was because they should be.