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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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282/365 – FEAR AND WORRY
Word Count: 463 I’m listening for the howl of the fire alarm horn. For the rush of the trucks, sirens blaring. I am seriously worried I may have started a fire. It happened yesterday morning, running errands, making the loop … Continue reading
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281/365 – THE END OF THE WORLD
Word Count: 359 The man said that the end was near and so I bought what he was selling. “Excelsior” the label said. “Like having Jesus in a bottle!” said the man. It tasted like cherry cough syrup laced with … Continue reading
280/365 – LIFE
Word Count: 340 There’s a line of cocaine on my dresser, left over from Saturday night. I walk through the bedroom picking up laundry. I always do laundry on Tuesdays. Since he left I don’t have to vacuum and dust … Continue reading
279/365 – THE WORRY
Word Count: 133 It’s a worry I try not to think about. The onset of senility, the threat of dementia. It’s something I don’t want to face. Yesterday I sent two emails out on something I’d just discovered. Both replies … Continue reading
278/365 – DOOR-TO-DOOR SALESMEN
Word Count: 520 The man on my doorstep was bright green, nearly chartreuse. The woman with him was cherry red and I couldn’t help but snicker silently at how Christmas they looked, and out of place on this hot August … Continue reading
277/365 – GETTING MARRIED
Word Count: 342 I expected a parade marching down Main Street. I foresaw a band of pretend Indians, or what looked like them, with bright feather headdresses and trombones and a big fat tuba in step with the drum. I … Continue reading
276/365 – THE PAST IN THE BLINK OF ANY EYE
Word Count: 388 There’s a man who lives in the corner of my eye though I can’t see him clearly. He’s more like the blur of a tear. I think I know who he is; a man I loved some … Continue reading
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275/365 – CRYING
Word Count: 258 I remember I cried when my uncle took us fishing out in the stream through the woods. He joked that we were lost. I was terrified and howled. He didn’t know I would believe him so completely. … Continue reading
274/365 – SAYING YES
Word Count: 288 I said yes because I was thirty years old and alone in the city. I said yes because he was the first real man that I’d known. Because at thirty you think your life is already half … Continue reading
273/365 – THE MAN IN THE BLACK SUV
Word Count: 375 He was a stranger, a man in a black SUV that just happened to stop adjacent to me at the stop light. He was just past his prime, or what he’d consider it to be, with a … Continue reading