Sunday, May 15, 2016
From Portland: “My Interloper,” by Nicareeno
A car slowed on the far side of the street. The driver rolled down the window and waved at me.
"I have to talk to you."
(Read the whole story here.)
Sunday, May 8, 2016
From Walnut Grove, Alabama: “Meow,” by Tom Brandon
It turned out the Pop-Tart was a payoff, a bribe; my good reputation had been compromised for a place in the front of the line. (Read the whole story here.)
Sunday, May 1, 2016
From Provo: “He Finally Got Me,” by BUSNINJA
He finally achieved what hundreds of toddlers before him had achieved, but he had only dreamed about. He pulled the cord when I wasn't paying attention. (Read the whole story here.)
Sunday, April 24, 2016
From Berkeley, California: “Five kinds of people you see on the bus,” by Isabela Reid
If you’re not lame enough to walk to class, hipster enough to have a bike, SoCal enough to skateboard or rich enough to have a hover board, odds are you take the good ol’ 51B. (Read more here.)
Sunday, April 17, 2016
From San Francisco: “Bus Report #910,” by Rachel
The sense of smell is a powerful thing: I was instantly transported back in time, to weekends with my whole extended family... (Read the whole story here.)
Sunday, April 10, 2016
Sunday, April 3, 2016
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