| Church Ladies (formerly E's Religiion) E&N3
| | At first I didn??t want anyone to know I had cervical cancer. Nicole, my only living relative, had gone roving in a Winnebago and couldn??t be contacted anyway. But I couldn??t keep the secret. Day two,... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-02-07 |
| Words: | 1030 | | Comments: | 11 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Eleistra's Old Clothes
| | Sweats and t-shirts were about all the clothes I had until my sister sent me a box of her cast-offs -- stretch denim and silky tencel with strategically placed pockets and buttons. I called and made... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 11-03-07 |
| Words: | 799 | | Comments: | 12 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Gangrene Arm
| | A. Volvo Drivers The mechanic shakes his head when I tell him I have a Volvo. He rolls his eyes when I tell him it??s a ??72. I'm going to push it around the corner to his shop anyway. There's nowhere... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 07-04-07 |
| Words: | 2323 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Ginger Moreau and Ginger
| | Ginger Moreau handed Felix Moreau the mail that had been mistakenly delivered to her box. His apartment smelled like patchouli and cloves. "I wonder if we're long lost cousins," she said. A lot of her... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 31-01-07 |
| Words: | 312 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Good, Sweet Kitty
| | I'm glad my neighbors didn't see me pull my cat out from under their car and take him home, stroking... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 07-07-07 |
| Words: | 365 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Hot or Cold (formerly Football)
| | I was surprised to find myself attracted to a man, and even more surprised by how natural it felt when he rammed his warm flesh into me. I??d never liked it when lovers penetrated me with sticky... | | Words: | 614 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Reader |
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| How To Live in Motels
| | Someone told me once that homelessness is only a state of mind and I thought he was lazy, then I... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 10-11-06 |
| Words: | 877 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| I Am a Chicken Learning to Fly
| | In the ER, a woman snored on the other side of the curtain. Her snores were strong and lusty. I'd passed her on my way to my own bed and seen her sprawled luxuriously, her blonde hair fanned out on... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 09-07-07 |
| Words: | 544 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Jupiter and June
| | When I was twenty-five, my girlfriend June and I hitchhiked from Seattle to Maine because we couldn??t get into Canada. Our plan was to hitch through Canada to Alaska where we could make money at sea.... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 31-01-07 |
| Words: | 2240 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Kitty
| | The fourth time Vicki's FOR SALE sign went up in her ugly old Mazda, I??d given up my beer budget and... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 31-01-07 |
| Words: | 168 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Lady in the Runway Tower (re-uploaded)
| | As she drives across the old runway, cracks in the thick pavement remind Jill of how ice floes break up. She parks on the patch of weeds her car has flattened at the base of the tower, bumper to... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 16-12-06 |
| Words: | 944 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Lunar Gravity (Formerly The Bird House)
| | Robbie dropped a rotted sheet of plywood over nettles and mud. She stepped to the middle, stretched... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 20-07-07 |
| Words: | 694 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Mariachi Baby (revised Feb 9)
| | The woman who had seduced my husband was, he assured me, very attractive. She was blonde, thin and stylish. He felt he could open up to me now that I was pregnant and had quit my job. ??She reminded me... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 09-02-07 |
| Words: | 869 | | Comments: | 15 | | Status: | Reader |
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| My Sister's Trouble (formerly Nervous Habits)
| | The first time I went to the apartment alone was a few days before we moved in. The last tenant had turned all the water on and plugged the drains when she saw the cops coming to take her to jail.... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 10-11-06 |
| Words: | 954 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| My Veterinarian
| | People fall in love with their doctors. So calm, efficient, confident. I liked my veterinarian. I knew it wasn't real love. It was just a crush, butterflies and all that. Her soothing voice and her... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 28-02-07 |
| Words: | 593 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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| My Veterinarian (completely different this time)
| | I read an article about how to develop social skills. One of the things the author suggested was to use a conversation piece. Say you're going to a party, you bring something interesting and carry it... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 23-07-07 |
| Words: | 685 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| My Veterinarian (revised June 19)
| | People fall in love with their doctors. So calm, efficient, confident. I liked my veterinarian. I knew it wasn't real love. It was just a crush, butterflies and all that. Her soothing voice and her... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-07-06 |
| Words: | 409 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Reader |
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| New Soap
| | "I got new soap." He stood in the bathroom doorway, offering the package for her to see.... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 17-06-07 |
| Words: | 167 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Old Gender Benders
| | I was the one nearest the reception desk when Jessie said she had a woman on the line who needed an attending physician for her dying husband. I took the phone. A quavering voice told me the patient... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 20-01-07 |
| Words: | 1691 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Playing the Game
| | I went into the smaller casino, the one that advertised cheap burgers and looked like a seven-eleven with tinted windows. I was bloated with premenstrual hormones, grumpy because the temp service I... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 01-02-07 |
| Words: | 1093 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Radio (revised Feb 1)
| | Vanessa found her sister's husband living in the lettered streets, where people sat in lawn chairs in front yards and called out their neighbors' names as they drove by. She liked riding her bike... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 01-02-07 |
| Words: | 1868 | | Comments: | 23 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Ray Charles Went to the Beach
| | ??It??s getting cold out there,? I sounded like a mother warning a child. Ray Charles smiled. ??I thought it snowed last night, the frost was so thick.? ??Cold enough to snow.? I handed his coffee over... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 31-01-07 |
| Words: | 467 | | Comments: | 18 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Reena's House (revised November 29)
| | When Reena's new husband died she immediately sold the acres around the house he??d bought for her, hoping that homes would be built and neighbors would move in. No one built any houses right away but... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 30-11-06 |
| Words: | 960 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Russet's Dreams
| | Josie??s dreams were messages from the Lord and she told them in church. She said gates would open and floods of singing angels would surround the congregation and heal their souls. Or sometimes the... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-04-07 |
| Words: | 1030 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Survival of the Feneys (revised Feb 8)
| | My husband stands in the doorway with the CB radio cradled against his ear. He stares each one of us down as he turns the knob. ??If this radio doesn??t work, kids, that??s it for the Feney family.?... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 08-02-07 |
| Words: | 400 | | Comments: | 8 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Bird House
| | Robbie drops a rotted sheet of plywood over the nettles and mud. She steps to the middle, stretches up, and throws a damp towel over the clothes line. Dear Kenny. Dear Kenny. He keeps asking why she... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 19-02-07 |
| Words: | 1339 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Birthday Card (lame working title)
| | The day after my thirtieth birthday, I rented a small moving van and followed the directions Mom had left on my machine. She'd called from a motel somewhere in Montana and said what she didn't need... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 01-02-07 |
| Words: | 346 | | Comments: | 26 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Bus Commuters
| | I'm the first one on. Next stop is for the blonde skinny kid who wears shorts all winter. The lady... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 04-04-07 |
| Words: | 384 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Cello Boy and the Violin Girl
| | My mother likes to ask whatever happened to that Cello Boy. She knows I don't know, and she knows to say cellist. She wants to hear me say that he's probably not as successful as I am. He probably... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 31-03-07 |
| Words: | 658 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Reader |
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| The Chariot
| | I bought my first car, a brick red 1977 Mercury Marquis, for $100 at a yard sale. The woman who sold it was moving into a retirement home in the city. She told me she'd failed her eye exam and... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 14-04-07 |
| Words: | 1820 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Reader |
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