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352/365 – THE PEACH
Word Count: 383 He may have walked for miles, he wasn’t aware of time and the countryside looked the same everywhere. Gray, burnt, dead. He noticed an orchard, tree trunks rowed and columned, height level and broken. He sidetracked into … Continue reading
351/365 – PEOPLE
Word Count: 200 Some people build a house in your heart and some people pass through your mind, maybe knocking on doors, sitting in for a long conversation, or streaking naked through the outer edges, leaving starbursts like synapses going … Continue reading
350/365 – OF LUCK AND CHOICES
Word Count: 585 It was just out of reach, the stone that would be my salvation. I had two very similar to it at home but I needed a third. Two were sufficient to get me just about any guy … Continue reading
349/365 – SUMMER NIGHT
Word Count: 359 The summer night is so warm. And quiet. The backyard rolls away into the darkness of black trees. The pool sits like a cupcake, luring me to its cool icing and I crush out my cigarette, leave … Continue reading
348/365 – THIEF
Word Count: 281 I probably could just tell her the truth, about losing my job, not about stealing. She’d be furious at the first. But she’d likely leave me over the second. The holidays are nearly here and I just … Continue reading
347/365 – TIMING
Word Count: 442 Here’s the thing, life has two settings: “slow” and “there’s just no way I can keep up.” I live somewhere in between. I’m either standing out in the cold rainy night, waiting for something to happen or … Continue reading
346/365 – MY FATHER
Word Count: 683 When I think of my father I think of him tucking me into bed, in the old house, an apartment above my grandfather, his father. A hard candy slipped between lips in a goodnight kiss even as the … Continue reading
345/365 – TO WALK THROUGH THE YEARS
Word Count: 241 I’ve walked through the bright crunch of autumn, kicking up leaves in a swirl. I’ve felt the warm earth pierced by spring growth. I’ve lain on the soft green grass and watched clouds puff their way across … Continue reading
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344/365 – THE FIRST CHRISMAS
Word Count: 365 On one side of the desk were two boxes of Christmas cards. On the other, last year’s cards and a list. She opened the top box, took out the envelopes and set them in the center. She … Continue reading
343/365 – JOY AND PEACE
Word Count: 384 He hated the holidays; Christmas with its false promise of joy, the New Year’s intent to be peaceful. He dragged his baggage behind him, straining like a dog on a leash following his nose, anxious to feel that … Continue reading