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November 21, 2016

The Best Curry I’ve Ever Had

“Ahhh.” Yuuki took a moment to relax after closing the door and settling into her seat. She turned on her seat warmer before starting up the car. She was free now. Free from her 12-hour shift. Free from her overbearing, misogynistic attending. And free from the front desk security man whom she now hated more […]
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Published on November 21, 2016 18:12

November 16, 2016

Sand Castle (Endless Ends)

I. Everyday he’d build a castle out of sand perpendicular to the waves.   A coronation would be held, a lucky crustacean at the right place,   crowned ruler of the beach. Serendipity on both sides.   We’d dance in its honor, and it’d feel like a lifetime   before mothers dragged worshippers back home, […]
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Published on November 16, 2016 17:12

October 17, 2016

Lazy Sundays

It was past noon on a Sunday and I knew something was wrong. He always made sure I was awake by nine AM sharp licking my hand hanging over the edge and if that doesn’t work, chewing on it gently— Eager to start the day.   I called out, “Pepper, here boy!” There was no response. […]
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Published on October 17, 2016 16:21

October 12, 2016

“And I would do it all over again for you.”

“Stay where you are. Don’t move. Don’t follow. Where I’m going, the snow doesn’t melt and the sun doesn’t settle Birds fly, but upside down… on the ground Leaving behind a trail of feathers, Like the crumbs in Hansel and Gretel Back to where life once existed.”   “I’m warning you now. It’s not a happy […]
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Published on October 12, 2016 17:22

September 12, 2016

Blackout Ruby

We fall, deeper and deeper into the atavistic pipes, Rust from centuries ago scraping our skin leaving behind a trickle of blood— A metallic concoction catches the breath in our throats And crushes it without hesitation; a machine without empathy or a sibling to call twin DNA is found, A specimen created, To look exactly […]
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Published on September 12, 2016 00:26

August 7, 2016

Weaving the Fresh Autumn Breeze

Stand on the streets and breathe in, Beyond the unpleasant odors of waste and gin— Recall, recall the senses in your dreams— A cool crisp air blows over your lenses And suddenly you’re somewhere else in a familiar place During a more precious time: Recalling, recall the lingering senses.   A simple scent flings you back […]
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Published on August 07, 2016 17:52

July 7, 2016

The Life We Bury – Review

The Life We Bury by Allen Eskens My rating: 3 of 5 stars The Life We Bury is a simple detective story about a college kid who increasingly finds himself deeply entangled (and forcibly invested) in (view spoiler)[the exoneration of (hide spoiler)] a convicted murderer. Simple, because though it contains morsels of mystery and suspense, […]
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Published on July 07, 2016 18:10

June 28, 2016

Maybe That’s Why Dreams Burn Brightest in the Country

Here we go again, here we go! Endless possibilities, adventures, await The sky’s the limit, they shouted, the sky! The stars! Reach for them, really reach— Stretch out your fingers, to the tips. Can’t you feel them? Can’t you feel the heat, the lights of dreams coming true? Look up, look up! Everybody can see […]
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Published on June 28, 2016 01:14

June 13, 2016

The Floor Is Where My Clothes Belong

The jeans are usually the first to go The socks sometimes follow Like a pair of dogs without a leash Heeling the roads solo   Put on a shirt from two weeks ago The memories flow back and resurface Only to be written over By the adventures today will hold
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Published on June 13, 2016 16:55

May 4, 2016

Chapter 1: Seasons

Sometimes the beginning of a new season is like the beginning of a new year–filled with hope and anticipation. Even dread. But most of the time, it just creeps up on you, like death. Not in the ominous way death is so popular for being portrayed as in movies and other books, but in the […]
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Published on May 04, 2016 14:15