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The Ex-Girlfriend.


“The Ex-Girlfriend”

She was good at leaving, at leaving things behind: a shelf of awful 90s CDs, a plastic potato ricer. Her mail continued to trickle in.

She insisted on retrieving the potato ricer, a “family heirloom of great value.” Fine. Target had another one—an exact replica—for $3.99. But she needed the last word, like a storm needs water.


An experiment in whittling, submitted to Very Very Very Short Stories. My friend Maggie (who also edited my submission, thanks Maggie!) wrote one, and my prolific friend Steffen wrote a bunch.

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