The Glove and the Gavel
I want to tell you how I ended up standing in a feather factory in Sikasso at half past six on a Thursday, holding a steel contraption I…
Bar stories, from quick reads to long series. Most bar stories here sit in erotic horror and erotic couplings. Reads run 16 to 25 minutes. Writers to know: Rain Vignette, Indigo Spiral and The Roan Poet. Readers usually start with “The Glove and the Gavel” and “The Grinder's Witness”. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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I want to tell you how I ended up standing in a feather factory in Sikasso at half past six on a Thursday, holding a steel contraption I…
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Camila racked the balls one more time even though the table was done for the night.
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Thirty-four years, folks.
I've been a fact checker for twenty-one years.
Liza woke up on the floor.
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The office closed at five, and by six I was sitting at the bar of The Peat & Fossil with a brass pin in my jacket pocket and news I…
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The Driftwood sat at the end of a lane that smelled like diesel and salt.
I'm Maya, thirty-one, and I've spent most of my adult life being the kind of person who plans things.
Vic and I had been together two years when the dry spell hit, and it didn't hit like a storm.
I'd been looking forward to that Friday all week, and I will state that plainly before anything else gets complicated.
The equinox crowd showed up at the mine shaft around four in the afternoon, the same as they did every March and September, and I was…
I'm twenty-three years old and I've got a good life, thank you very much.
The St.
My divorce papers came through on a Tuesday in March, and I remember thinking that the stamp looked smaller than it should have, that…
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Most bar stories take 16 to 25 minutes, and the average is 20. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.