Stories tagged denial

Out of That Bed 1963

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My father's hands were huge. His left knuckles gashed as a kid when he rode his bike too close to a moving train. When his fingers fisted around a glass, the scarred joints bulged from his grip like blind eyes.

Not Tired

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Three hours isn't that long.


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Thursday, we threw the body on a pyre. Friday, we lugged it, stones in pockets, out to sea.

Dishwater Panacea

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Suds, like gossamer bandages at her wrists, concealed the turbulence below but could not relieve it.

The Law of Averages

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Like all quiet, despotic, introverted individuals, Karl was severely and deeply misunderstood by pretty much everyone around him. He had experienced more in his forty two years of life than most people would have cared to even imagine. The events which he

grooming wolves, indigestible girls

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In all the nights before I became a woman, a beast lay at my feet, pursuing some aspect of my flesh, his furred back reeking of fires and stagnant pools.

The Shared Transgender(er)

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...I told Uncle Lou I thought it (trans-gendering) looked like a thoughtful way of occupying the world. It was a personal triumph, for some individuals, over the destructive affects of denial. Besides, it hurt no one, and it didn’t destroy property. I alw

HUSBAND (opening door & shouting): 'Hon . . . WHAT'S FOR DINNER?'

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WIFE (calling back from kitchen): "Dick Cheney's penis!"

The Five Stages of Editing

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The recent release of my debut novel alt.punk was extraordinarily exciting; however, maturing the novel from first draft to publication was not without editing pains. Similar to the Kübler-Ross theory, I progressed through what I refer to as the “five sta

Dream World Ideations

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My god, will it ever end? Not if you don't want it to.

Vonnegut's Step Nephew Is A Serial Childstar Who Can Really Put It Away

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about a milkman in extremis, crisis of acidophilus, conscience, karma and 30 year municipal bonds gone sour; endless fifths of Stolichnaya, tumbling from power windows

Mushroom Like a Pile of Ears

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1979This is what Cheryl Brown thought as she stood out in front of her newly minted Colonial in Bloomington Estates: that her husband Matthew was a beautiful person. If he had been born a cardinal, everything would have been fine, because as the male…

Excerpts from 'Dispatches from the Front: My Life in NE Portland—diary by JENA RACHEL ROCKWELL (year 08)'

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I'm getting self-righteous here, Dear Reader . . . [hey! wait a second! this is my diary! what are you doing, looking at it, dude! Hit the road! Scram! Vamoose!]

Killzone Excerpt: Not All Dreams Die

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He awoke, suddenly, as he felt the drops of sweat running down his face.Dehydration derived from the sweltering heat. He pulled the sheets away and sat on the foot of his bed. It was pitch black in the room. He thought about what woke him; a dream he had. The dream…


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She rose to one elbow, brown breasts lolling in the shadows. “I tell you when you go.”