Tag: Timothy Ryan

The Perfect Bottle by Timothy Ryan

To the Satellite Beach I keep the pieces on my desk, fitting them together as an opaque, incomplete lens.  Collecting them from one and another shore and soul across the world they merge into a single story like a flawed memory.  I like flawed memories because they can be unintentionally hilarious, often misdirected, sometimes tragic

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FICTION: Loaded by Timothy Ryan

Only once did I save someone’s life. I’m not sure whose life I saved, though – it could have been Gopher, Mole, me, or even the stranger. I think about it every time I drive by that particular exit on I-95 in southern Delaware, and look to the right at the off-ramp. I can’t seem

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