Foster Trecost writes stories that are mostly made up. They tend to follow his attention span: sometimes short, sometimes very short. Recent work has appeared in Peacock Journal, New World Writing, and Matter Press. He lives near New Orleans with his wife and dog.
I’d rather be an only child, but I have a sister. Turns out, she’d rather be an only child too. Still, the tug of sibling obligation, though weaker than it was, pulls me in her direction and right now, it’s pulling me by train. Fellow travelers look like lawyers, but I can’t be certain and […]
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