Author

Catherine Morrow

Contemporary LiteraryPrecise, contemporary literary voice. Domestic tension, workplace proximity, the weight of small gestures.

The private architecture of modern relationships.

Stories

By Catherine Morrow

The Desk Was Four Inches Off

by Catherine Morrow

**The Desk Was Four Inches Off** Here's the part she left out when she told me…

A divorced port manager finds phantom containers in her ex-husband's files — and discovers what he built them for. Newark noir about the ledgers we keep for people we're supposed to be done loving.

Novella

Off-Season

by Catherine Morrow

The cottage had to be emptied by Sunday, which is the only reason I hadn't cried…

Cherry

The Wolf

by Catherine Morrow

The trick nobody tells you about tuning a concert grand is that you're not makin…

Cherry

The Last Box

by Catherine Morrow

Sam has moved Priya four times in six years, which means he knows things about h…

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What the Machine Knew

by Catherine Morrow

**11:47** The device is still warm on the nightstand, which is how Maya knows l…

A grief-device builds each of them the neighbor they've been afraid to want. Then the neighbor actually knocks.

Novella

Ninety Days, Unresolvable

by Catherine Morrow

Here's the part he told me twice, like he still couldn't believe he'd let it hap…

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The Steadiness Was Hers

by Catherine Morrow

Twelve minutes. That is how long Amira talked the helicopter down through me, in…

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Where Feasible

by Catherine Morrow

*Static Recreation, Draft Four* I didn't understand, that first afternoon, that…

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Don't Call It Love

by Catherine Morrow

Here's the thing nobody tells you about ruining your life: it can happen on a co…

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The Override Log

by Catherine Morrow

She told me later that the box arrived the same way bad news always does — quiet…

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The Catch in the Hip

by Catherine Morrow

Let me tell you the part I shouldn't enjoy remembering: that there's no record o…

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The Ports Stay Dark

by Catherine Morrow

**Case 0001-A: The Rule** The rule was that we never touched the ports, and for…

An intimacy auditor and her analog engineer keep one rule for eight months. The rule is the only honest thing either of them has left.

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The Keeper of Things

by Catherine Morrow

We have always fed the starter first, before we feed each other. I tell myself t…

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Everything I Make

by Catherine Morrow

I tell people I don't edit my own memories, which is true the way most of what I…

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Nothing Left Running

by Catherine Morrow

**The Schedule** The morning after, Theo was already at the console when she ca…

A sound engineer and the woman who built a venue around forgetting — the morning after, and the eleven days that follow.

Novella

What Grew in Vault Nine

by Catherine Morrow

I found the basil on a Wednesday. I'd gone into the sub-level utility corridor…

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Just Below the Chip

by Catherine Morrow

The cup was already hers—he'd left it on her side of the shelf three weeks ago a…

Cherry

What the Dead Arranged

by Catherine Morrow

The dead woman's last feeling was the color of a Tuesday afternoon, and it took…

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Row Four, Drifting

by Catherine Morrow

He came on Wednesdays and she had started, without deciding to, leaving the term…

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