| The Other Day the Music Died
| | “As I’m sure you know all know, today marks the three month anniversary of the 9/11 attack.” The therapist spoke with a calm voice. Behind her, the camera man shuffled around nervously, trying... | | Words: | 2451 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Fairer Side of the Sunset
| | So this is how it happened. Listen and listen close, because I fucking hate questions. So I’m in North Bend Hospital cleaning out the bed pans of dilapidated grandmas and dropping hunks of near... | | Words: | 1662 | | Comments: | 6 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Saviors
| | We were saviors once. We were gods. We stood high on mountains, calling out songs of salvation. We... | | Words: | 474 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Infection
| | “What happened?”... | | Words: | 2836 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Animal (Chapter 2)
| | John wakes. Spirals of light flash and dance across his eyes. His head spins wildly and he shuts his... | | Words: | 3507 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Animal (Chapter 1)
| | The fields are burning. Embers light fires that spread through the corn. Dust and shades of ash flee... | | Words: | 4608 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Teatime
| | Sonya sat alone at her table, eating her breakfast and drinking her tea. She smiled as she felt the baby kick her stomach. She was pregnant, first time, the father long gone; a man named Jack who... | | Words: | 1623 | | Comments: | 3 | | Status: | Public |
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| Dirt: A Noir Story
| | “Have you ever tasted dirt? Have you ever felt your heart stop, if only for a minute? Have you... | | Words: | 4743 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Bathtime
| | Swirling spiral drain,... | | Words: | 70 | | Comments: | 4 | | Status: | Public |
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| Paint Me the Sky
| | Paint me a canvas in the sky.... | | Words: | 74 | | Comments: | 7 | | Status: | Public |
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| Riding on the Bus
| | I ride the city bus, which takes me back and forth to work each day. Just by riding it, I can tell... | | Words: | 331 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Lonely Ants
| | “They’re in my hair, my lungs, they’re all over me! God, Jesus, Christ! They’re all over... | | Words: | 1065 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Desert
| | I buried that man in the desert. Took my shovel and I gave him a shallow grave. By the time any... | | Words: | 576 | | Comments: | 5 | | Status: | Public |
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| Vincent
| | Vincent. The name was Vincent. Like the song. Vincent was a savior. Not in a worldwide sense, just... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Drama | | Updated: | 25-04-08 |
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| Summer Rain
| | It was a hot day, but it didn’t feel like it. The cool summer breeze swept through the park,... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Drama | | Updated: | 25-04-08 |
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| The Chronicles of Bob
| | I am Bob (part 1) I am Bob. I am Bob. My name is Bob. Although yesterday it was Harvey, and tomorrow it will be Randall, for now my name is Bob. Each day I choose a new name, it’s part of my... | | Short Stories | | Genre: | Humor | | Updated: | 25-04-08 |
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