Chicago, USA
Ben Hoffman’s fiction has won the Chicago Tribune’s Nelson Algren Award. His stories have been named among the Notable/Distinguished Stories of the Year in the Pushcart Prize, Best American Non-Required Reading, and Best American Science Fiction & Fantasy anthologies. He has received fellowships from the Wisconsin Institute for Creative Writing, where he was the 2014-2015 Carol Houck Smith Fiction Fellow, Stanford University, where he was a 2015-2017 Wallace Stegner Fellow, and the National Endowment for the Arts, where he is a 2020 Literature Fellow.
Luckily, the Indians see them coming. They see the sails. They are picnicking, the Indians. They have spread their blankets up on the rocks, where there is a...
Did you know sometimes I take little Joel to your graves? I weed. He runs whooping through the stones, over bodies. He scalps Indians, beheads terrorists....
The boy’s dad always waited until the last possible second to stop for gas. It thrilled the boy’s dad and annoyed the boy’s mom, though really this is saying...
A man in a baseball cap stands in line with other men waiting to kiss a woman. The men are all sorts of men: fat, short, freckly, legal aides, dishwashers....
“Do you grind your teeth,” the Hygienist asked, but Callie didn’t answer because the Hygienist was fiddling in her mouth, and because Callie knew the...
The gene therapy comes later. Gene therapy is never a first resort!First comes ice cream. The nice women meet once a week at a parlor, while their husbands...
Don’t you know how easy it is to visit someone in a nursing home? We told the man at the front desk the truth, or a version: she had been our teacher, and we...
Don’t you know how easy it is to visit someone in a nursing home? We told the man at the front desk the truth, or a version: she had been our teacher, and we...
It was the night before Christmas, but all that meant to us was that no one else was out and the suburbs were our playgrounds more than ever. We were two...
My bed has been made, though not by me. Who has made this bed? It is one more thing I cannot figure out.For many years I made our bed, to give our children...
* Story contains bad language
Did you notice our daughter is not our daughter anymore?
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