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| Ode to Audrey H.
| | This is an ode to Audrey, someone so beautiful that her name fits this title as perfectly as a... | | Words: | 1113 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Reader |
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| Blue Basin
| | AshDaddy and me, Momma-Mia in bed, slipper-foot down the spiral of stairs: he holds my hand, an Argentine glove, and says, "Are you hungry, chickie?" I wasn’t, but I said yes because he was already... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 09-10-07 |
| Words: | 622 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Womb Woe
| | My disaster? Well, I guess, if weâ??re being honest, my disaster would be mostly my fault. Mine and some crappy Scotch tapeâ??s. But whatâ??s the fun in being honest? Who doesnâ??t delight in bending... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | humor | | Updated: | 18-09-07 |
| Words: | 935 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Needle-and-Thread
| | It was a quiet twilight when the sky burst.... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 17-09-07 |
| Words: | 658 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Poppa Ate Papaya
| | Me and my little cousins and my little sister and some friends she met at the McDonaldâ??s across the street, all of us in the hot tub at the Best Western; me wearing my new peach bikini and listening... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 12-09-07 |
| Words: | 1060 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| Music Man
| | Once you held the hand of music and led it through slippery playground sand; now you are too weak to... | | Flash Fiction | | Updated: | 12-09-07 |
| Words: | 61 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| 89 Ochre Street
| | Iâ??ll never go to church. Iâ??ll never pray. Iâ??ll never go to heaven, and Iâ??ll never stop to turn around and care. Iâ??ll never get breast implants, or eat a kiwi, or write a book. Iâ??ll never... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 11-09-07 |
| Words: | 1683 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Jaw Froth--City Smells Entry
| | You said that the country would do me so good. You promised, with your rose-imprisoned cursive, on the two-page stationary that smelled like Woolworthâ??s perfume counter, that tasted, late into a... | | Words: | 656 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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