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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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Monthly Archives: October 2011
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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292/365 – PROOF
Word Count: 361 If you look carefully, you can see the tip of his cigarette glow when he inhales. Probably got a live-in girlfriend. Same thing as a wife these days. It lights his face just enough to show that … Continue reading
291/365 – PIECES OF A MARRIAGE
Word Count: 472 They brought him home in a large plastic bag, assured me the pieces were all there. They said they were very sorry and perhaps I could still put the pieces back together. I told them I didn’t … Continue reading
290/365 – FAMILY SCRIPT
Word Count: 186 His knuckles were big purple grapes that matched the trail like spilled drops of wine on her breast. It was learned behavior on both his part and hers. Both came from families where wives and children were … Continue reading
289/365 – THE CITY AS A KEEPER OF FISH
Word Count: 276 Gray-bellied whales migrate the sky. Swallows like tuna follow their lead. The water is cut with the promise of a storm bringing rain. Her hair is the color of rust, like the first locust leaves of autumn … Continue reading
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288/365 – GPS
Word Count: 397 It’s taking three hours to get there, constantly upsetting the GPS lady who knew of a dozen different ways. I took her along in case I got lost on the way, but mainly just for some company … Continue reading
287/365 – SECRETS
Word Count: 348 I knew everything there was to know about Sandy McDonnell. We were best friends after all. Then she dumped me for a new girl that’d transferred from Middleton High and that’s about when her secrets started to … Continue reading