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Grover Field
Derelict embargo. Chief surprise, pat answer. We don’t talk about those kinds of things when we’re in the merciful presence of women. A penny saved is a penny earned. A man’s work is never done, nor is the Lord’s. Always winter and never Christmas. A stitch in time saves nine. Cats with nine lives, a…
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Celebratory Snack
A woman had just come through the revolving door and was confronted with “the Turtle Problem”. She caught the attention of a nearby teller, who noticed the predicament she was in and rushed to her aid. “I am rushing to your aid!” he said. He said it just like that, too. Just like that. The…
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Potato Peeler
Ridiculous how some things can go, can move and flow, one thing after another like plasma. Ridiculous. One cortado leads to another cortado, one rye leads to another rye, a simple flow of events that, once you step back enough to get the bigger picture, you can see a smorgasbord of things. Of amazing things,…
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Call of Samson
Hollow veil, cave full of dark horrors and wonders, a torch lit with cobalt and ashes. Bloody handprints on the fractured walls of the cave. The mirror of Raylene at the far back, near the startling sparkling staircase. Akaton with the hall of bells, set up strategically along the cave floor, leading from the mouth…
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Butter Gone Rancid
Every time one of them talks, I get the creeping sensation that I am that much closer to an ear infection. The weather is the typical catalyst for unnecessary babble, but it could also be other perceptibly negligible details. Household pets, special cookies being made, the state of the world. When did the world become…
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Done With All My Thrashing
And all in a hurry in front of your averted eyes – life. Teeming life. Fish in the sea, people on the sidewalk, cars on the road pushing and pulling, yanking and relinquishing. Weird time to be alive. And the day has only just begun. What was it Tomas said about the way people and…
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Mama and the Family
A dozen ways to clean a fish. Kitchen confidential. And all the while mother in the memories with the mammaries crying, “Here, boy, here! Time for food, and then for a nap! We’ve got games to play later!” Always food and a nap and games in the evening. Mama sure loved her games. Mama sure…
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The Face of Vanity in a Sea of Mediocrity
I find it almost impossible to believe that no one wants to pay tribute to the beauty and the majesty that is “me”. No one is rushing up to shower me in gold coins and chocolates and rose petals. How is this even possible? I am clearly one of the finer specimens of the human…
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Un Momento Por Favor
The unyielding evening. The flight was cancelled due to “technical issues”, but what that was referring to was anyone’s guess. Did that mean one of the engines was malfunctioning and in dire need of repair? Did that mean the video monitors were down? Perhaps the pilot “just wasn’t feeling it” on that particular day? The…
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A Meandering Tale
A meandering tale, but a tale worth telling nonetheless. A man and a woman separated after thirteen years of marriage. It came like a bolt from the blue – one day they were married, and the next day they weren’t. Neither one of them had expected to seperate. It just happened. Neither one of them…
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