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The Bestowing

The old woman sits, stooped and wizened on a small wooden stool at the front door of her cottage.  The skin at her throat sags and droops, as if two sizes too big for her.  Her gnarled fingers trace shapes in the air and her lips move in their silent dance, forming words that will […]

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The Other Side

She wakes with a start.  The air feels stale and cold.  In the darkness, she fumbles for the bedside lamp, and jostles the bottle of whisky that stands vigil.  Night must have fallen while she was asleep.  The gentle click of the lamp reverberates in the silent room, but there’s no light.  The power must […]

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Water God

I am ancient now.  Not so old as the land, but older by millennia than the fragile flesh that surrounds me.  I have watched them from their fledgling youth, teetering on uncertain feet, coming to me for sustenance, never daring to venture far.

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Détente

BLAM! My bedroom door jangles, shaken to its hinges with the force of the slam. “I hate you!  You don’t understand anything!”

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The Great Beyond

“One night the moon came galloping by On a big horse right across the night sky One night the moon came galloping by Called all the dreamers to come for a ride”* Blackness.  Silence.  Robbie scrunches further under his blankets, shores up the external pillow walls, and slaps his hands over his ears.  He feels […]

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Unbroken Cycle

His long slender fingers rake through his dirty blonde locks, and Randy wonders briefly why his hair always has that slightly greasy look about it, even when freshly washed.  The first glimmers of daylight peek tentatively over the horizon.  Clipped moments strobe in his mind, snippets of events.  Bodies shimmering with a patina of glitter, […]

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Rekindling

Scented candles ignite into life, filling the air with wisps of an ambiguous flower aroma as she holds the lit match to the wick.  The label proclaims “Rose”, but it’s enigmatic enough to be mistaken for any flower.  Red rose petals scatter across the white linened bed, and march neatly, crocodile-file into the bathroom.  Malika […]

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Perception

Fat Ugly Worthless

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Jane and Jen

We are Janus.  We came into the world together, two faces one mind.  I am she, and she is me.  Our parents call us Jane and Jen, but they never know who they’re talking to.  Jane and Jen born in June.  We toy with them.  We have played this game for as long as we […]

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The Gods of Thunder

Day 1:  The thunder gods are angry.  I can hear their rolling rumble, building to a climax of house-quaking booms.  Everything pales next to their fearsome temper.  Surely, they will punish our transgressions.

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