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Talespinning by Susan Gibb is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
Based on a work at susangibb.net.
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PATRIOTISM Word Count: 377 The country was on the brink of financial disaster. They insinuated themselves into our lives and stole our livelihoods. They were well educated though many called it sly. It was out of patriotism and honor that … Continue reading
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DUST Word Count: 276 On Tuesday she went shopping for dust. Her mother and great aunt were coming that week for a visit and they, she suspected, expected a layer of dust. She found it at the old hardware store … Continue reading
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TO DRIFT AWAY INTO THE SKY Word Count: 277 I watched her last breath drift away. I watched it float lazily up and up and hang on the ceiling until it discovered its own lack of substance and passed through. … Continue reading
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CLOTH PEOPLE COME WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT THEM Word Count: 367 The mornings are yellow-gray and full of tree frogs. They chirp a background song of camaraderie and fondness for the night. Somewhere not far from where you now live, … Continue reading
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BUTTERFLY WINGS Word Count: 364 I sleep on down pillows and have cobweb sheets on the bed. If it’s cool in the evening I unroll the maple leaf blanket. Sometimes in the winter I may need a quilt of butterfly … Continue reading
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FLASH Word Count: 460 After two days I’ve learned what the numbers are for. I watch the digital figures light up, flash, go up and go down. I know what is good and what isn’t. Right now, the numbers are … Continue reading
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STAINS Word Count: 253 It might have been the time I dribbled ice cream on my shirt and you never said a thing about it. Didn’t point it out. I found it later when I undressed. Chocolate dried and stiff. … Continue reading
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FORMISTS Word Count: 239 I cannot be what I’m supposed to be; wife, mother, keeping the kitchen sparkling clean and rooms where you can look under the beds and not fear being dragged down into a hole of nether-earth where … Continue reading
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YOU RIDE THE GENTLER MAINE BREEZE Word Count: 510 We’re heading up the coast of Maine and it’s already strange because for all the times we’ve gone, you’ve been the driver and I would sit beside you handing you a … Continue reading
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THE BOX Word Count: 429 The box is so small, covered in red satin and sealed though the man told me how to break the seal to spread the ashes. He gave me a pamphlet that held the more delicate … Continue reading