Shelter from the Rain
The car died on the coast road at half past ten.
Stories in Crossdressing tagged tender and slow, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 11 to 19 minutes. Writers to know: Groove of Twilight, Sage Word and Quota of Paper. Readers usually start with “Shelter from the Rain” and “Trapped in the Compass Factory”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
The car died on the coast road at half past ten.
Kyle Webb pulls his truck up to the loading dock at four in the afternoon, and the whole island feels like a kettle somebody forgot to…
I was wiping down the control panel of the funicular when my phone buzzed, and I knew before I looked who it was.
I stood in the dark hallway of the office building, my hands in my pockets, wondering if this was the strangest birthday I'd ever planned.
I'm Robyn, thirty-four, an instructor at a startup accelerator, and that matters later, I promise.
The cannery at night is a big dead animal.
I've been the sous chef on the Pride of the Caribbean for three years now, which sounds fancier than it is.
The alarm went off at four.
The lot list was lying on the corner table where I'd left it, and I'd been walking the preview hall at Fitch's for about two hours by then.
Kathleen almost drove past the records office.
*I wanted to write a slow, tender piece about the courage it takes to let someone teach you who you want to become.
I wake up on a cot in the county emergency medical supply cache and the first thing I see is crates.
The pigeon had been sitting on that dead rat for two days, or at least I'd been watching it for two days, and neither of us showed any…
The garment bag went in the passenger seat and then back in the back and then in the passenger seat again, and I want to tell you I drove…