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10 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Perfection

I stare at the row of perfect houses resting on the perfectly manicured lawns beneath a perfectly blue sky by perfect...

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The Ring

I found the ring on the bowling green. Slipped in my back pocket for later as I was in the middle of the tournament. ...

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My balls

Set down the light set it down anywhere The pure clean of a random weeknight on the coach staring at the white ceili...

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The Party

Fancy dress at Tom's party was optional, but all the children wore something wacky. First prize was for the circus ri...

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Mothers and Daughters

Dear Mom, Do you remember this picture? I do. I remember a lot about those days, when we were a family. Yesterday, I ...

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Mess With The Bull...

"What the hell kind of superhero costume is that?!" My dad was yelling so loud I could hear him from my room. When th...

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The Pilgrimage

Down six steps and under the fire escape. Don't knock on the door, follow the hall to the end. Go through the curt...

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Prey

He had her in his sights. The moment he saw her, he zeroed in on his prey. Her grace, her beauty... she stood apart f...

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Unexpected Feelings

Holographic women are all the rage. Easier than humans to be around. No talking back or gorging on chocolates to ruin...

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The daring were punished.

13 stories · started about 15 years ago
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The daring were punished. Oh, how they were punished. For their transgression of assumption: public mockery. For thei...

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The daring were punished. It seemed almost contradictory, but that was how They wanted it. Ever since the capital-t-...

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Elusive Dream

"What are you laughing about Jes?", inquired Sally. "I just had the most wonderful dream", replied Jes. "Can you ...

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Malcolm's coo became a cry.

4 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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Where is the Wheel? Where

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The big hands came, to sweep him up, into the dark, cradled, into the big arms. And his c...

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Something in Common

Malcolm's coo became a cry. The child peeked into the cardboard box, vexation clearly etched etched upon his face. "...

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Traffic Light

Malcolm's coo became a cry. It had been hours since we had locked ourselves out of the house but it made no differen...

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Potatoes.

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911

"Following up from the fight we had last night Darren" "I don't wanna talk about it Judy" I can see the fear in Darre...

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Potatoes Were My Last Resort

I spent days in the field, hoping to see something bloom. The desert surrounded me like the ocean that surrounds an i...

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potatoes

I got beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb, ham, hogs, dogs, beans, greens, potatoes, tomatoes, chicken, turkey, r...

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Good for her.

It was her masterpiece. Jutting out of the water, everyone around could see what she'd created - what *she* had crea...

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The Party Crasher

His dive, performed in front of the small, half-drunk dinner party, was perfect in his mind. He'd had a few martinis ...

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Chain Mail Ponderings

For some reason, I couldn't stop staring at the picture. It was... gorgeous, sure. The colors were somewhat exaggerat...

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Knives

10 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Knives

Knives. Knives. What was she going to use them on next? The silver blades shimmered in the sunlight streaming thro...

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A Walking Arsenal

He was a walking arsenal with knives strapped to his armor at forearms, biceps, chest and back. Two smaller throwing ...

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Knives

That was the last thing she saw. It was headed straight for her chest, a glittering blade, and she saw it in slow-mot...

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Bombs were the last thing on his mind.

11 stories · started almost 16 years ago
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The Question

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. Everyone was hiding under desks, wary of the slightest sound whereas he was w...

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History

Bombs, were the last thing on his mind. Jack turned and spoke " It's funny, that today would have to be the day we be...

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Sales

Bombs were the last thing on his mind. So, when the topic came up, Ben was staring out the window thinking about his ...

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Goodnight...

14 stories · started over 15 years ago
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Protection

Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... There's a contentment th...

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The Antithesis

Sleep and you may dream. Remain and you will surely regret the decisions you make in the night. Intermittent car ho...

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A Good Night Turned

"Good night," the bar manager said, as he tapped a stack of bills on their side to even them out. The waitress dumped...

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