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It wasn’t about the cat.
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I seem to have defied logic.
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“We’re your cheering section, sent from Zeus to make you smile.”
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“We belong together, Cynthia. I’ll be gentle with you forever. I will keep you safe even in your dreams.”
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No time share was worth freezer burn…
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Finally, after all these years, the “Lionel and Berny,” an intimate bowl of a theatre would open.
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Not everyone dreams of living in a mansion with granite. Some of us dream of a house with an old stone wall.
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In the Museum
It wasn’t the wonders on the museum wall that captured my attention, although there were plenty to see. I felt a pang of shame about it too. I was properly enthralled and humbled by Picasso’s blue period, Monet’s waters, and VanGogh’s wonder year. I knew sacred ground when I was on it. The rarified air… Read more
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Against the Tide
Alice felt like a deer swimming against the tide in the ocean, a riptide, not realizing imminent death, or did she? Was it a conscious or subconscious attempt at suicide? She made the mistake in anger of asking a friend, “Just how much Prozac would kill me?” The shrink was at her house in half… Read more
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An exerpt from the abandoned Novel
Seventh Gate 4 Will had been plotting murder in his mind for weeks, but couldn’t for the life of him figure out how to do it. His theatre had been closed for months because of the plague and people were screaming for blood. He cursed himself. Duncan had to die, but how? He mumbled and… Read more
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The Race
The Race “If I hadn’t put off everything, I wouldn’t need to do this,” said Walter to nobody. He walked on the creaky old expansion bridge that crossed the river, it would be years before it would be repaired. Every step he took the bridge shook and sent another random thought through his brain. Sometimes… Read more
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Knives or Feathers
“ ‘Whatever,’ is the wrong answer,” I said to myself, to the boys, to the cat, to the dog. Be specific in your choices. You only get to make this one once. Make it a happy one, always. Consequences come at you with knives or feathers. I much prefer feathers, the soft parts anyway. Everything… Read more
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I Giggle at the Wrong Things
What makes me giggle? I giggle when I get attention I don’t understand. I feel too exposed, and I don’t like the word “vulnerable.” I’ve worked too hard not to be. I need to giggle more. It’s supposed to be good for you. I’ve heard it burns calories better than exercise. Some folks are born… Read more
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It wasn’t about the cat.
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I seem to have defied logic.
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“We’re your cheering section, sent from Zeus to make you smile.”
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“We belong together, Cynthia. I’ll be gentle with you forever. I will keep you safe even in your dreams.”
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No time share was worth freezer burn…
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Finally, after all these years, the “Lionel and Berny,” an intimate bowl of a theatre would open.
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Not everyone dreams of living in a mansion with granite. Some of us dream of a house with an old stone wall.
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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…
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Milk and Bread
What was I supposed to do, paint illustrations of ghost stories?
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Nobody is watching
Nobody is watching.
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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…
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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…
Devonne Brown 