The End of the End

the end of the endShe asked sarcastically because she was afraid of what he really thought of her. He replied sarcastically because he was afraid of what she really thought of him. Later on his sofa, when they were both undressed and the wine was drunk, he said, “Can we just be serious for a minute?” She wasn’t sure then if he was being sarcastic, so she said, “I’m sensing some real sarcasm there, champ.” She said this sarcastically, too, stressing “sarcasm” and “champ,” and smiling now, just in case he was serious about being serious, which she had no good reason to believe.


Stephen Cicirelli received his MFA from Columbia University. He is currently a full-time faculty member in the Writing Program at Saint Peter’s University. His work has appeared in Quick Fiction and The Brooklyn Rail. In addition to his scholarly research on the Danish theologian Søren Kierkegaard, he is working on a novel about a young philosophy prodigy at Harvard. More of his writing can be read at Follow him on Twitter @SteveCicirelli.


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2 Responses to “The End of the End”

  1. And as I drink my wine. My bottle as I pore it in my glasses and act like I am seeing someone. It seems as it is so right but always so wrong. I drink my wine from my glass while you poor me my cup. I recklessly wander through these dreams that I have had and say ” My they all come true some day.” I felt abandoned and never free until I meet you my wine. You are me “I love You” and that’s all there is to say.

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