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I watched her mouth; her lips were wet as berries, her teeth the bones bared beneath. I imagined myself between them, my skin red and aching; I wondered what I would taste like.
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1900
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When you look at dust, you see how things are going to be. The whole living world is just a pre-dust formation. If you want to know about the next life, ask the dust.
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It’s midsummer night’s eve. It is also St. John’s Eve, the patron saint of beekeepers. The full moon out there, if you can see it – is called the mead moon, or the honeymoon. Not many people know that.
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I knew I shouldn't have joined up!, but they made it all look so glamorous in the posters. That mustachioed man in uniform,…. it was as if he was pointing right at me,his eye's piercin me soul….. made me feel ever so special… ‘Adventure!, Excitement!, and a…
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In the wake of a family tragedy, Nan, a pensive young woman from rural Vermont, moves to New York City for college. As she makes her way through her new urban life, with all its dangers and excitements, she is haunted by the home she left behind, remember
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We might have been old friends or lovers or both. We were like a pair of old secrets that had never really met, reacquainting.
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1. Post Scriptum
Just opened an email from work containing an attachment of a piece of art which reads (translating from Turkish) “The price of love; one person pays”
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My novel-in-stories, NAN, is now available as an ebook for $6.99. Thanks to everyone who read the first 7 published stories here on Fictionaut.
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I'm reading your remains.
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Breaking the cat's cradled cord she examines her fingernails. She notices a crack in the paintwork, sighs to herself. Makes a mental note to cover it over.
Cover it over, paint over the cracks. There's been a lot of that recently, hasn't there?
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He marvelled at himself. How his decision and the consequential action, could free him up, make him almost jolly, almost well. He didn't give a fig for his lack of money and inability to pay his rent, he didn't care anymore that he was no longer inspired
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So this was how it started. The next day Kia returned to sit with him a bit and the next day and the day after that until the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months. Eventually she found out his name was Saul, that he had no 'proper' job, was o
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A new constellation in the sweet hereafter.
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Then he told us tales of skulls and planks, galleons and parrots, silver and gold on crystal Jamaican seas under deep ruby skies.
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The worn-out skin of the ancient Chesterfield (a long-ago birthday gift from her parents) never really fit in with the rest of her things, always standing out like an elderly, rich, corpulent rogue, smirking at her.
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