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Ice Cream Dreams
It wasn’t his fault the boss ran a shit show. Read more
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Broken Arms
He would only let me, and me alone sign both casts, bent at the elbows. Read more
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The Corsage
Wonder how a bird of paradise and a gardenia would look as a corsage? Read more
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Pancakes or Waffles
Knife wounds were rare with pancakes and waffles, but twin boys made anything possible. Read more
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Rite of Passage Revisited
Like a crystal ball it held secrets, but another puff took another tuft. Read more
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Somebody’s Gonna Hate Me For This.
One of the “Thou shall nots” said not to kill; they decided they might as well do it anyway, but Moses, that wild man, parted a sea and took off like a shot
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The Question of the Tractor
“You damned idiot, you’d be late for your wedding, if you could find a damned woman who’d put up with your shit” said Cedric. He was trying so hard to be positive. He couldn’t though. He was an old man from out the creek, Clymers Creek. Paul couldn’t pour piss out of a boot. All…
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A Nod to Dante
In the middle of the journey I came to a dark wood where the straight way was lost. There was no yellow brick road circling toward an emerald city, only a crooked weed lined path with scraggly trees and tumbleweeds. None of the medication I took every morning made the day go right. Harpies to…
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The Circle: A short chapter
*The Circle “Well done! Well done!” Will stepped into the firelight, clapping. “Which one of you has the voice of an entire choir of angels? It could blow a hole through the top of the Globe. Now I will always have your voice in my head.” Rue crossed her arms and bent her head to…
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Real Job?
My first real job couldn’t have been when I was a waitress or a bartender. They were menial, physical, fast, and required a lot of memory. It was fun to be fast on my feet and fast in my head and hands. Those jobs required social skills and smiles, and knowing how to handle a…

