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New in Town

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He had a handsome dial tone, we called him every name but his.

Fringe Element

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In order to be a catalyst for catharsis — which is just a fancy way of saying agent of change — you have to be willing to condition yourself into something partially inhuman. Only something on the very outskirts of humanity…

Unwritten

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You’re never really asleep. I am never awake. But as the darkness fades, I read. Your body tells my story.

Sausages

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When I cook sausages, I am afraid I will not let them sit in the pan long enough, and they will be pink inside. Then, even if the pigs have been handled humanely, I and the person for whom I've prepared this meal will be at risk for some terrible stomach poisoning.Let's say…

Whispers (set of 3 themed poems)

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Funhouse

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beatings and tear gas

This Is

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Have you ever spent twilight in a old pasture?

Working things out in my head

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A shot in the dark and everything goes black. It's as if the story never happened.

Professor Einstein's Living Proof (an excerpt)

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Light “I can escape the feeling of complicity in it only by speaking out.” The professor arrives on time, sockless. The former a sign of his polite upbringing. The latter, his lack of pretense and high …

Small Snow Haiku.

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A small snow.

This Story

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This story is falling head-first into a mud-puddle.

Application for Position as Failure

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Dear Sir/ Madam I wish to apply for the position you advertised in the Daily Sun. Although my expertise is in self-obliteration and self-worth (or lack of), and my work mainly in disappointment, I do have much experience in failure, which this letter will…

Kitty Cat

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Even word dancers need rest.

Soliloquies of Mr. and Mrs. Macb.

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A small bar of glycerin soap floated in the sink full of bloody water . . .

Getting to Work

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And I don't know how long it will be until she comes outside and figures it all out. Figures me out.

Insidious

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Thirty years later – and all the years in between – Alan Walton would remember how insidious it was, the anger that started that night with Quinton Harris, fifteen years old and the undisputed leader of the troop, and spread like a virus to the other boys

Over The Moon

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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream

Nearly Lost

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My body feels chilly but it's not from the outside temps. It seems to me it's the opposite of a fever.

Cleveland Clinic

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Allie didn't share that moment with Jim. That moment he spoke about whenever they made new friends as a couple— that moment he planned to recount at their engagement party.

Quitting

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—It’s difficult to say, he said. I have mood swings. Women don’t like that. They become upset.

Goatee

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"I'm in a wrestling movie!" you shouted.

Pop Bottle?

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Who ever saw an open upright pop bottle on the street?

The Artist

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The story itself is not much longer than a snippet. What is a snippet anyway?

Geneviève's Voice

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Maybe this very short story is about shyness. Maybe. I'm not sure.

Time Travel Telephone

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And now, the weather. The Cloud Wranglers have roped three solid clouds this morning, preventing the clouds from raining iron bars onto Human Brain Storage Center #17.

Monday

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The door shuts slowly to something that’s allegedly mine and it sits there and waits until I come home just like you.

Static

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The days cut off by damp chill with every thought a different variety of protection.

Free

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The print is not ideal, it's true.

1970

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deformed or retarded

Dance 'round an Invisible Fire

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“Do we really want to treat her? Is she even really sick, or does she live in a country as real as ours, but one we can never visit?”