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Stories by Cass Ferren

19 stories

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14
Oct 2026
Literary Fiction

the coat still warm from somewhere

The radiator is off. She checked. The coat is warm anyway — draped across the iron ribs like someone just set it down, wool the color of mud after rain, two but…

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04
Oct 2026
Literary Fiction

the labels facing out

The key sticks. It has always stuck. She knows to lift the door slightly with her knee while turning, the way you learn a body's particular language — this lock…

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24
Sept 2026
Literary Fiction

the rent still paid in advance

The freezer is full. She knows this before she opens it. The hum is different when a freezer is full — lower, more certain of itself, the way a person hums when…

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11
Sept 2026
Literary Fiction

the cake still waiting to be cut

The freezer hums. She stands in the doorway with a roll of garbage bags and a coat she doesn't need. April. The apartment has no heat but the sun is doing somet…

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28
Aug 2026
Literary Fiction

the spoon still resting where he left it

The kitchen is warm. Not from anything she has done. Afternoon sun through a west-facing window, the glass not particularly clean, so the light arrives softened…

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14
Aug 2026
Literary Fiction

the dates still legible in black

The freezer is organized the way a person organizes things when they believe they will come back. She counts them. Eleven containers. White lids, rectangular, t…

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06
Aug 2026
Literary Fiction

the stamps from towns he passed through

The dresser has warped away from the wall. Not dramatically — an inch, maybe less. But enough to change the geometry of the room, to create a space where a spac…

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24
Jul 2026
Literary Fiction

the shape still cold from keeping

1 The clock on the wall has not been right since February. She knows this. It reads 2:47 but the light through the window says later — the particular amber of f…

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10
Jul 2026
Literary Fiction

the key still warm from holding

The freezer door is open three inches. She can tell from the hallway because the light is wrong — that particular underwater blue leaking across the linoleum, f…

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26
Jun 2026
Literary Fiction

the parcels dated in his hand

The freezer drawer sticks. Not because it's broken — because it's full. She pulls harder. The whole unit shifts on the linoleum, an inch, maybe less, and the so…

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12
Jun 2026
Literary Fiction

the name still on the lease

The puddle is smaller than she expected. That's the thing she will remember later — not the open freezer door, not the blue tray face-down on the linoleum like …

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29
May 2026
Literary Fiction

the loaf she kept behind the ice

The freezer hums like it has always hummed. Like it will hum after her. Like humming is its entire theology. She stands in the kitchen doorway with a roll of tr…

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