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Talespinning by Susan Gibb is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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302/365 – THE DAY
Word Count: 302 The day flew by so quickly I don’t think I even enjoyed it. I’d waited so long, built such enthusiasm, made such plans, then it was suddenly here and just as suddenly gone. All that excitement and … Continue reading
301/365 – TOMMY
Word Count: 299 He was little, probably around five years old but looked younger because he was so small. Thin, bony, his eyes ringed with blue-gray circles that gave him a haunted and haunting look. He never spoke to me … Continue reading
300/365 – THE STORM
Word Count: 215 The old maple is split from the storm. Like a deer hit by a truck it lies sprawled on the lawn, bleeding its leaves into the ground. I don’t know what to do though it reaches its … Continue reading
299/365 – THE MOON
Word Count: 372 There’s a certain moon that only comes up when a once-forever love has passed on. It’s a moon pale as the skin of a sprite, with shreds of fine fairy hair wisping in clouds trailing behind it. … Continue reading
298/365 – OUTSIDE THE BOX
Word Count: 642 The man who thought outside the box was dying. I was sent to collect his last words. His skin was the color of the hospital sheets, his hair sparse and needle-straight on the pillow. His lips were … Continue reading
297/365 – DINNER THEATER
Word Count: 373 The dinner was just a disguise with tables and chairs as the props, the restaurant a stage where we dressed up and made small talk and pretended to still love one another. The waiters were bit players … Continue reading
296/365 – COLORS OF MEMORY AND REGRET
Word Count: 316 When was the last time I saw her? It had to be the week that she left. Just a few days before she boarded the plane that took her away forever. I was stubborn, I know, and … Continue reading
295/365 – THE FALLEN LEAF
Word Count: 300 I hit a leaf one evening on the drive home from work. It was a maple, bright red with blood and I picked it up carefully and brought it safely back to my apartment. I tried to … Continue reading
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294/365 – THE DICTATOR
Word Count: 313 A single shot jumps the crowd and we all turn to look at the now bloody pulp of our former leader. He is slumped, no longer begging, no longer lying. I step back, look around. A young … Continue reading
293/365 – NIGHT WATCHER
Word Count: 267 There’s a cluster of stars like a mouth full of old broken teeth. Shadows of cloud push at the giant black maw. An octogenarian’s mustache. It was decades ago, I remember, when I became friends with the … Continue reading
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