The Gallery

A short story by Fletcher Kovich

A woman stumbles into a gallery and finds pictures of her own life displayed there.

I wanted to scream or raise my arms to stop her but I was paralyzed. Then the woman had gone and all I could hear was the sound of fabric being torn, which grew louder and multiplied; the shreds of sound poured down on me like rain, filling my head as a migraine does.

The full text of this story is included in Fletcher's collected edition of short stories. See the author page for print and Kindle options, or return to the fiction list.