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“You don’t have to do this,” The words sounded hollow and ridiculous as soon as they left my mouth. They were false, and I knew it, and she knew it. “I don’t want to do this,” she responded, and maybe … Continue reading
Category Archives: Writing Down The Bones And Brains And Entrails
“THE END IS NIGH!” Sandwichboard Guy had been warning about the end times for as long as I’ve lived in my sixth-floor walkup, and he was pretty much a fixture of the day. He wore the boards every day, walking … Continue reading
Pets aren’t family members. Snooky is a dog. Snooky is my pet. Snooky wasn’t there when I was learning to walk, or ride my bike. Snooky didn’t teach me how to read, or sneak me a half cup of spiked … Continue reading
“That’s it?” “This is it.” I frowned doubtfully, looking down at the little plant she pinched tenderly in the fingers of both hands, held gently before her midsection in a way that made me think of a bride, though I … Continue reading
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Hollow Way of Living
Prison-caught, lashing out, anger-hot, the shape of it is wrong. Too much width between the walls The ceiling low Call the contractor – not as expected! No sympathy to screaming. “No better than you deserve,” No one ever said exactly … Continue reading
Last night I had that dream again. I have had it nearly every night for so many nights now, and I do not know why it keeps happening. In this dream, I am walking through the garden, and I come … Continue reading
They moved into the house on a Saturday, and despite the worries from the weather reports that it was going to be raining all the while, the Muddletons got all their things moved in with nary a drop upon the … Continue reading
It was a full moon that night, of course. Yeah, yeah, I know it’s kind of foolishness to go walking through the woods at night, but I could SEE, you know? And I’d played in that section of the woods … Continue reading
First I just thought my eyes were dry. I was at work, and the HVAC system had finally just switched over from the summer air conditioning to the winter heating (The receptionist was joking to one of the IT guys … Continue reading
I wish the weirdest part of my story was how I came to be abandoned in the middle of the Cement Desert. I wish it was how I got dragged into a deal over my head and things went pearshaped … Continue reading