Monthly Archives: November 2011

303/365 – OCTOBER SNOWSTORM

Word Count: 373 The morning hums of generators, those who have singing out to those who have not. The dark is expansive, extending to all edges of vision. Water, heat, but no lights. The odd storm of deep snow in … Continue reading

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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