Stories tagged silence

Good Friday - Mary Magdalen

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Come closer. I would offer you the future. Your hand on the soldier’s arm. Your word pregnant with power. “Stop.”

Click, Then Silence

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“I miss you,” I say. I don’t mean to; the words just tumble off my tongue, like pearls slipping off a broken necklace then spilling across the floor, a few caroming underneath the furniture.

le Misérable

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I read the last line and close the book with a smack. “That ends that section,” I tell him. “Coming up is the chapter titled ‘The Ancient History of the Sewers of Paris.'

Linda Vs. Sound

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Normally, after her shift, Linda would make herself a latte, untie her apron, and study at one of the tables. That evening, however, KEXP kept playing songs with grating guitar riffs, and loud laughers were everywhere. She chugged her coffee, burning her tongue. Then, she…

The death you are living loves you

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silence is the safest place to be when silence is what silence truly is

Turbidity

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Where seldom is heard an encouraging word

Killzone Excerpt: Feeding The Wrong Fire

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"To feed the wrong fire, is to burn the house in the wrong forest." -Shan Shaikh

Love Note to/ Legal Pads

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toe and hand-/ holds against/ the shear cliff

Silence.

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I’ve been silent for a long time. All my life, actually. And it never occurred to me whether or not that was a bad thing.

Is Assaults the Void

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Light interrogates the dark.

That Place Underneath the Spreading Ficus

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The Paintings at Lascaux

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Essences of bull and bison,// stag and horse, illuminate/ the stony underground.

Tarzan

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Just another two years and he could leave, like Walt had. The steam rose from his mug in a slow brooding way. His mother smiled from across the narrow kitchen table. The tablecloth had a pea-sized brown stain in one corner. A few years ago, Jeremy had cut

A Little Piece of Humanity

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It wasn't meant to happen like this— the shutter, the feeling of breathlessness when he touched her shoulder, even after he had pointed out all of the things she had done incorrectly throughout the day. They had been married for five years in February, and as…

The Conversation

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It was always your body that told so much -- lips working some secret out