Marina Hatsopoulos

Marina Hatsopoulos' writing has been published in Antioch Review, Bellevue Literary, Crab Orchard Review, F(r)iction by Tethered by Letters, Pooled Ink: NCW Contest Winners, and other literary journals. Her work has been winner or finalist in the F(r)iction Short Story Contest, the PNWA literary contest, the Jack Dyer Fiction Prize, the Prolitzer Prize and the Glimmer Train Short Story Award for new writers. She was Co-Founder/CEO of Z Corporation, an early leader in 3D printing out of MIT.

Hooked and Hanging

Even in the dark, I spotted Stefano’s loose stance on the platform as my train from Rome pulled into the station. The guys I was used to spending my days with—engineers, lawyers, investors and other entrepreneurs—had more skills than him, for sure, but they didn’t look like that. I’d never mentioned it to John, but then again, why would I? I jumped off the train and stood on tiptoes to reach around Stefano’s neck. He brushed my curls away from my face and looked at me, as if at a painting, up and down.

Marina Hatsopoulos

Marina Hatsopoulos' writing has been published in Antioch Review, Bellevue Literary, Crab Orchard Review, F(r)iction by Tethered by Letters, Pooled Ink: NCW Contest Winners, and other literary journals. Her work has been winner or finalist in the F(r)iction Short Story Contest, the PNWA literary contest, the Jack Dyer Fiction Prize, the Prolitzer Prize and the Glimmer Train Short Story Award for new writers. She was Co-Founder/CEO of Z Corporation, an early leader in 3D printing out of MIT.

Hooked and Hanging

Even in the dark, I spotted Stefano’s loose stance on the platform as my train from Rome pulled into the station. The guys I was used to spending my days with—engineers, lawyers, investors and other entrepreneurs—had more skills than him, for sure, but they didn’t look like that. I’d never mentioned it to John, but then again, why would I? I jumped off the train and stood on tiptoes to reach around Stefano’s neck. He brushed my curls away from my face and looked at me, as if at a painting, up and down.

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