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| Indian Casino Fighter
| | I arrive at the Sky Ute Casino well before fight time, as I usually do. Grabbing my duffel bag and slamming the door shut, I see Artie waiting for me at the opening of the big top circus tent. The... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 25-06-08 |
| Words: | 1285 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| What She Likes
| | We lay in bed before love making... | | Words: | 158 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| Splinters
| | As I pull up to the newly built home, I see Teddy sitting on the tailgate of his truck, sipping on a... | | Words: | 170 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Public |
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| That Fire
| | My mother used to clean your house... | | Words: | 426 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Santa Rita in the Morning
| | Santa Rita in the Morning for Rudy I run through the south side of town In the morning Down the avenues and boulevards South of Sixth Street Or what is now called College Drive An old Mexican man told... | | Words: | 445 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Wahatoya
| | A boy sitting on his back porch looks up to his father, "Daddy, what is that?" "That's the Spanish Peaks, son. A long time ago, there were Indian tribes that lived around here. They had a name for... | | Words: | 322 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Speed Demon (Wee Challenge #22)
| | The hotel room door slams. He grabs the skin between her last rib and hipbone with one hand and... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 16-01-08 |
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| React (edited 1-4-08)
| | I awake this morning, having no idea the events that are about to transpire. I suppose that, on some level, every morning is like this. I don’t live on any particular schedule. Moment to moment is... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 04-01-08 |
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| Waiting Room Blues
| | As I step through the door of the waiting room I am met by the melody of a good friend of mine Giuseppe Tartini We are not alone There are others in the waiting room Who comes to the doctor’s office... | | Words: | 427 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dreams Heavy as Feathers
| | I. Christopher Columbus came to me in a dream last night. He was wearing a fedora hat and a double breasted suit. He said, "Come here kid, I have an offer you can't refuse." "I don't make deals in my... | | Words: | 331 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Recursion
| | I want to wrap you in old blankets... | | Words: | 86 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| Pile of Beer Cans
| | You ought to see the pile of beer cans in my basement. I figure that if I'm going to drink my life away, I may as well be compensated in some way. I've heard of people starting bank accounts and... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 06-08-07 |
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| Under
| | Oft times I am submerged... | | Words: | 93 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Just a Lie
| | Nothing was the same... | | Words: | 159 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Fence Lines
| | I've wondered down fence lines... | | Words: | 198 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| It Still Beats
| | "The first person to know me is gone forever"... | | Words: | 122 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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