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5 stories · started about 16 years ago
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Ink

Sitting at a desk with pen in hand. "It's us against the world." "Watch out, America." The circle of faces tight...

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Traitor

I was an optimist. I thought that I, like Hemingway, could weave my influence between countries, live in the welcomin...

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Dying in the rain

He couldn't see through the rain. The rain covered everything in sight, like a thick veil of mosquito netting had bee...

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3 stories · started about 15 years ago
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nostalgia

You know this comforting feeling of nostalgia? It always catches me up, when I look at old pictures, just like this. ...

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Old and New Again

"I hope we never grow up," Kate said. "We will," answered Petra, "But we don't need to grow old." The memories of th...

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Photo Bullet

An old sepia photo can be a bullet. It can tear through the lineup of neurons, neatly lined up like socks on a bed. I...

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4 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Freedom or Security

Half naked and desperate, the child climbed the thin bars of the door, her cage, staring at the world outside. Her ri...

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futureproof

It was difficult getting to people to understand that actually you wanted to be in the cage. That the cage was the sa...

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The Simple Things

The first few days she hadn't noticed the bars. She'd noticed very little about her surroundings other than that they...

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9 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The Teleporter, Part 6

As the walked along a long fenced pathway, she told Martin, that she was bringing him to a refugee camp, and that she...

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Vantage Point

She pulled her head back from the binoculars, a scowl on her face. The were all over the streets, and it was only a m...

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The fat girl at Kentucky Fried Chicken touched my forehead with the palm of her hand. Her skin was oily and she had p...

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First line

They crouched to peer beneath the stairs.

14 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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They crouched to peer beneath the stairs, the grime and dirt on the old hardwood floor unsettling beneath their feet....

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Stairs

They crouched to peer beneath the stairs, their eyes reflecting the light like stars in the darkness. Not that anyone...

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Winchester

There was only a sliver of space between the floorboards and the door under the stairs. It wasn't even really a door....

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6 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Time Zones

A Time to grow And a Time to grow old A Time to learn And a Time to teach A Time to receive And a Time to give A Time...

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Everyone Wants to be Bogart

"Carry the wreath, Henry, your mother is waiting." Father's terse words spoken from the side of his mouth, muffled b...

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Sweaty Head

The sun this morning grows short thick shadows from the cobblestones. A sweaty head against the curb, red hatching at...

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First line

The city was empty.

13 stories · started over 15 years ago
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The Final Girl

The city was empty, like the set of a sci-fi movie when the aliens have chased everyone away or a nuclear explosion h...

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Empty

I sat on the bench in the park. Breathed in the air. Smelled the ash and dust. It was quiet here, beneath the shade ...

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In the Shadows

I've been following Soulscum for a while now. I don't know what he wants. I don't know why he's here. All I know i...

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5 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Mailbox

The mail box never had anything I wanted so I went onto the next home. Usually I picked up a few interesting pieces f...

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Third Snow

We sat on our toboggan at the top of the hill behind the house. It wasn't much of a sliding hill, but it was easy to ...

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The Kingdom of Heaven

We made a little church of our own when we promised to marry. You asked me when I barely understood how to love you, ...

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6 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Hey Lady Liberty

It had to be the bumblebee parachute. I wanted one with Hello Kitty on it but Al said no. Black and yellow clashed wi...

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Let's hear it for New York.

Wow. The Statue of Liberty. I've lived in New York my whole life, and have personally seen it one time, and it's on m...

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Lady Liberty

He could remember the first time he saw that statue. It was one of those things you simply never forgot, like a first...

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4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Alone

It was a gloomy day in the middle of no where all i could see was piles upon piles of hay, it felt late and i ont kno...

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Deal

The fields were parched. There was no water. Where was the rain, she wondered as she stared across the cracked land...

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I'll Miss Him

I'll miss the way the breeze would blow hair into his eyes, and the way I would brush it away, asking him when he was...

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