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Milk and Bread
What was I supposed to do, paint illustrations of ghost stories? Read more
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Nobody is watching
Nobody is watching. Read more
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Joys of Homeownership
“I know it’s not much, but I’ve been saving this for the apocalypse,” Traci dumped her bag on the dining room table. A ball of twine, a box of matches, a straight razor, scissors, a bottle of valium, and a loaded pistol. “This isn’t the apocalypse, the pipes are backed up. We have to call… Read more
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Paris
Betty dreaded opening the package the mailman was about to deliver. She knew what it was when she watched him come up the street. She should just refuse to accept it, turn around and send it back right then. Return to sender. That would be the smart thing to do. She didn’t want to dredge… Read more
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Ginger Tom
Geraldine didn’t appreciate that stray yellow cat that dropped her kitten at the front door. There it was though, eyes open, wobbly legged, barely weaned, and yellow as its mama. She thought of just sweeping it off the porch like trash. What else could it eat besides milk? Shit. She’d have to go to Walmart.… Read more
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Lucid Dreaming…with a few corrections
Will stole their words and actions for his newest play. Bad juju. Bad, bad juju for Will.
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Writing Space
The sun doesn’t shine a lot back here, so it’s always cooler, much cooler, back here in the woods where the flowers grow.
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DP Benches
To see the edges of the art deco bank covered in blue and green sparkles was something out of a snowglobe.
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Wishes
“Well, why don’t you just tell me what’s on your mind so I can deal with it,” said Betty.
Devonne Brown 