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Classic Short Stories

Gertrude Stein – Johnny Grey

What did he say. I was disagreeing with him. He said he didn't have it by his side. He said. Hurry. Eat it. I am not going to talk...

Kate Chopin – Désirée’s Baby

As the day was pleasant, Madame Valmondé drove over to L’Abri to see Désirée and the baby. It made her laugh to think of Désirée...

T. S. Eliot – Eeldrop and Appleplex

I Eeldrop and Appleplex rented two small rooms in a disreputable part of town. Here they sometimes came at nightfall, here they sometimes slept, and...

James Baldwin – The Blind Men and the Elephant

There were once six blind men who stood by the road-side every day, and begged from the people who passed. They had often heard...

Joseph Conrad – The Lagoon

The white man, leaning with both arms over the roof of the little house in the stern of the boat, said to the steersman-- "We...

Gertrude Stein – Every Afternoon: a Dialogue

I get up. So do you get up. We are pleased with each other. Why are you. Because we are hopeful. Have you any reason to be. We have reason...

H.G. Wells – The Flowering of the Strange Orchid

The buying of orchids always has in it a certain speculative flavour. You have before you the brown shrivelled lump of tissue, and for...

Saki – The Open Window

"My aunt will be down presently, Mr. Nuttel," said a very self-possessed young lady of fifteen; "in the meantime you must try and put...

Fitz-James O’Brien – A Soldier’s Letter

A Soldier’s Letter January 20, 1862 With the head of a drum for my desk, I sit on a southern slope, While the sunlight streaks the apples...

George Moore – Alms-Giving

As I searched for a penny it began to rain. The blind man opened a parcel and I saw that it contained a small...

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Grace Nichols – Lost in Translation

(por el espíritu de poesía en Medellín, Colombia) As if the earth had shifted axis again I walk the streets of your city, Medellín, a hammock of...