CIRCUS: Curio

CIRCUS: Curio

Please note: this story was provided by the author and published as is. I was his first born. I still recall the words my father spoke as my lungs inflated with air and I gasped my first breath. “My child,” he said. “My little miracle.” His eyes welled with tears of...
CIRCUS: My Secret Admirer

CIRCUS: My Secret Admirer

Please note: this story was provided by the author and published as is. There was a box of Swiss chocolates resting on my doorstep, all wrapped up in a frilly, red ribbon. I carried them into the kitchen and pulled off the lid. Inside was a heart-shaped card that...
CIRCUS: Too Many Clowns

CIRCUS: Too Many Clowns

Please note: this story was provided by the author and published as is. Cigarette smoke stung my eyes as I sat at my desk, vulture-necked in the dark, watching the looping video of the clown standing behind the Clays Mill Junior High sign. The man was only half...