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They told her never to wander too far into the water. You’ll be swept away, they warned. But she didn’t care. She told me she could stay in the water forever. Become a part of it. She loved the ocean- the feeling of bare feet against sand, the beauty in the loneliness of beaches in […]
MoreThere’s a middle-aged woman in a worn-out lawn chair sitting in front of Sandra’s apartment. She’s looking at the garden – her garden, Sandra told me once – and because it’s late summer, the flowers have already fully bloomed and are staring back at her in all their colorful splendor. I’ve seen this woman many […]
MoreAdam knew the fat, dirty man next to him was wondering what he was doing. Because Adam just stood, arms at his sides, staring at the big blue door. He didn’t want to open. But maybe he did. He didn’t know anymore. “So…” the man said. He shifted and leaned against the storage room door […]
MoreChrsyanthemum; the pointy heart leafleted bills of a chrysanthemum stack neatly upon themselves forming the long flowing tower of an asymmetrical cloud. Increasingly protruding out in uniform coloration, the white tips leaning, form a concentration. Departing from the center the outermost petals stretch far, sitting tired after pulling for so long. So when he lays […]
MoreWhen you blew up, I started to cry. And then, I thought, That was so, so loud. And then still, I found myself on the ground. The sky was blue. The clouds were silver. And the crackling gray was blue, the very same color—aqua, like an aquamarine. The shades fell apart, but the color was […]
More“Put your hands where I can see them!” He was a young man, not yet in college, really more of a boy but obviously had the intelligence of a man. He was sitting at the unfurnished slab of wood that was the kitchen table of a Lower East Side apartment. He looked nervous. This was […]
MoreThe letter in the mail might have well have been a signed death certificate. It wasn’t, but it was somehow worse. The letter for her wife’s call to active duty was a short, somehow formal yet blunt note; it stated the where, when, and how with an almost coldly indifferent wording. Her wife acted thrilled […]
MoreThe boy sitting across from you on the train has green hair—not like the lime peel you once had to eat on a dare (and immediately spit out), but the color of four-leaved shamrocks people spend their years looking through fields for. He has big eyes, he has ears that stick out, he has black […]
MorePrior to the Commencement of such an EPIC Tale as this one is certain to be, I, the Author, shall give you, the Reader, a few Words on the ensuing Text: while it is safe to assume that there is both inherent GOOD and BAD in Man—and as a result, Woman—I ask You, dear Reader, […]
MoreShe pulled out the drawer, allowing the sweet aroma of the dust pins to reach her nose. The metal, the dried glue, the clay, the lamination, ink, paper, all sorts of pins stuffed into the top drawer of her dresser, towering almost six feet in height, including the mirror, of course. Tabitha, for that was […]
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