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The Last Story

Friday, April 30th, 2010

After almost three years, Arnold was still kept in the basement.  He slept on cold concrete, regardless of the season.  They gave him a bowl of water every morning, and scraps of food, sometimes vegetables, sometimes leftover meat, usually not much more than bread, some cereal, crackers.
There were no windows in the basement, no color, […]

In The Waves

Friday, April 30th, 2010

Summer’s coming.  Get ready to run barefoot through the waves.

The End of the Earth

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

It’s the end of the earth.  Jill and Jack hold hands at the very edge, so close they can taste the thickness of the void in their breath.  They can put forth a toe and watch it disappear.
It’s not a drop, or a fall, past the end of the earth.  It’s just empty whiteness stretching […]

Shell

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

It’s not your typical shell game.

Waiting

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

Yeah, I stand at this corner; I’m waiting.  I’ve been waiting a long time.  This is Midnight, the City of Night, where dreams have failed and nightmare has taken over the day.  There’s no sun, there’s only the slightest sliver of hope, and there’s a million souls who will gladly shovel these lies into your […]

Flight

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

Where will you fly?

The Little Little People of Adam Wright

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

His body was a battleground.
His name was Adam Wright.  He grew up on Long Island, went to college, got a job, all the things typical American boys do; and at some point, he grew up.  He became a full-fledged, card-carrying, honest-to-God Man.  He found a wife.  He fathered a child.  He earned promotions and sacked […]

Car

Tuesday, April 27th, 2010

You can’t drive this.
Neither can I.

As An Arrow

Monday, April 26th, 2010

The statue stands there, perfectly still, as though it’s not alive.  As though it doesn’t breathe.  As though no soul resides inside.
It’s a statue of a goddess, half naked, bow in hand, poised as though she’s already released the arrow.  Straight up; and every twenty or so years, when the moon’s trajectory is just right, […]

Caution

Monday, April 26th, 2010
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