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Sometimes a shouting match ended with a loud barking. Dodger didn’t allow the boys to argue.
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This is soooooo political. Not pro Trump at all.
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We were just about the most normal and boring single parent family in the world.
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Everything in that car made me look guilty of something. I saw the cop look inside.
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I have to go back to work today. I’ve enjoyed being off all week and posting daily. I got to participate in my morning writing group for the last ten days, it was wonderful to be able to write in community. For almost two years, we’ve been writing together, it’s such a joy when I
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It’s the smallest, yet ugliest yard I’ve ever owned.
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I’ve heard that if a bird gets in the house it’s an omen that someone will die.
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A beautiful story deserves to be remembered the same as a bloody one.
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I am not an open book, never was, don’t want to be. Nobody is.
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It wasn’t about the cat.
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Spiders, Flies, and Coffee
“Spiders, Flies, and Coffee” a Quirky Flash Fiction Piece by Devonne Brown Published in Chewers and Masticadores, April 29, 2025 Read more
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Well, you never asked…
Your eyes filled with tears-Why didn’t you let me help?Well, you never asked.Can I come as well?I’m bouncing from foot to foot.Well, you never asked.Why don’t you join meSwinging arms, walking, skipping?Well, you never asked. Well, you never asked….is a statement about you or me. I could make it all about me, or all about Read more
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Longing: 2 Haiku
Longing: 1 HaikuClosing my eyes andWanting what hasn’t been gainedSmiling wistfullyLonging: 2 HaikuSpending time aloneI rub my hand o’r my heartA weight in my chest Read more
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Thank you, Mr. Sullivan
I suppose the Appalachian tradition of giving kids weird names, Stanley Hugo, Ervin Otto, or even Oral Homer was part and parcel of growing up in the isolation of the hollers. I was the last of the kids to get a holler name before we moved out to the suburbs, I suppose.My brother got stuck Read more
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Report Card
My son is judging me. If he were to give me a report card it would be how long do I stay awake when I come home from school, how much time do I spend writing, how often and well do I cook for him, how clean do I keep my room, how clean do Read more
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Norris and the Easter Bunny
Norris heard the rustling in the living room last night before I did. Thinking the worst, he leapt out of bed, and snagged my cheek with his back claw, narrowly missing my eye. Blood poured from the gash he left. There would be a scar. Dammit Norris. While he hotfooted it to the stirring in Read more
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Sometimes a shouting match ended with a loud barking. Dodger didn’t allow the boys to argue.
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This is soooooo political. Not pro Trump at all.
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We were just about the most normal and boring single parent family in the world.
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Everything in that car made me look guilty of something. I saw the cop look inside.
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I have to go back to work today. I’ve enjoyed being off all week and posting daily. I got to participate in my morning writing group for the last ten days, it was wonderful to be able to write in community. For almost two years, we’ve been writing together, it’s such a joy when I
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It’s the smallest, yet ugliest yard I’ve ever owned.
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I’ve heard that if a bird gets in the house it’s an omen that someone will die.
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A beautiful story deserves to be remembered the same as a bloody one.
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I am not an open book, never was, don’t want to be. Nobody is.
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It wasn’t about the cat.
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Portsmouth
I need to go back to Portsmouth, UK to where my boys were born. I’d like to visit my neighbors, and hang with them a day or two. We’re good friends and good company. You don’t find that often enough these days. I’d like to take the boys with me too. We could walk along…
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But I don’t want to
“Are you still working? Why don’t you retire?” Everybody wanted to know because of the silver hair and wrinkles. Fred asked at the wrong time. Janice was tired and not in the mood. He thought women were silly. He retired early five years ago. “Why? Do you need someone to take care of you?” Janice…
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Elvis and the Baltic Sea
Drat, dammit, and O hell, my plans to go to the Baltic Sea for vacation had fallen through. I was at the pinnacle of despair, flustered to the very bone. It was the coffee klatches fault. Susan’s husband had put his foot down, he said flat out “No.” He wasn’t about to let her go.…
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Test Day
It’s the little things that make mountains. Kaiden didn’t want to wear his headphones even though they were a requirement for the test. “I know how to read, why do I have to do this?” He was in the sixth grade, and his third grade reading scores indicated that headphones would be more helpful than…
Devonne Brown 