Archive - August 2014

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Popsicle
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Scruff
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Red
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Stuffed
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Wrench
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Worms
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Sprinkle
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Burnt Out
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Pencil

Last

I walk along the muddy trail. Snow lies in the shadows of the rocks. There are still frozen patches but it’s all slick. So I take my time. I don’t want to arrive covered in mud. Today is the last day of winter and people gather in town to celebrate. There are songs and warm[…]

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Popsicle

Chelsea ran for the kitchen.  She shoved her hip into her brother sending him into the couch arm. “Hey!” He shouted. Sam didn’t take competition well. She didn’t look back. She grabbed a kitchen chair and pulled it behind her, blocking the doorway. She reached for the freezer door. She heard the chair skitter across[…]

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Scruff

He tiptoed through the back of the house. He couldn’t help but wonder at his own silliness. He wasn’t a child anymore. Not really. He could hear every pad of his foot on the boards under the carpet. He barely breathed. He could hear the muffled sound of television in the front of the house.[…]

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Red

  “I ain’t no Little Red Riding Hood.” I said. I sent a glare over the boys hoping to sap some of their strength or buckle their knees. “So why are you wearing a red hoodie?” The ringleader laughed and then checked to ensure his three friends were still with him. The boys laughed with[…]

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Stuffed

I lay on the couch moaning my belly full of delicious rice noodles. I couldn’t move. I was stuffed. Where did I go wrong? I felt fine when I left the restaurant. Julie flipped through a magazine snapping her gum. She had finished her  whatever and finished my noodles. She could eat forever with no side[…]

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Wrench

Charlie walked through the hallways scanning for Alyssa. The glare from the doors off the linoleum made it difficult to make out people at the end of the hallway. He hitched up his backpack and rearranged the soft purple sweater in his hand. It still smelled of her. Like those purple flowers that grow up[…]

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Worms

She slammed the door shut, pressed her back to it and turned the lock. There were worms in the basement. It was a mostly finished basement. Just that one corner behind the furnace that was dirt. Holy Crap! That was a huge worm! What she had seen was at least two feet long and that[…]

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Sprinkle

Georgia filled her favorite chipped bowl with Cheerios and sprinkled it liberally with sugar and blueberries. She almost added chocolate chips too, but put them back on the shelf. Then she thought heck why not and dumped a handful on top they sunk to the bottom. Perfect her mom would never notice. She sat down[…]

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Pencil

She scratched her pencil against the page. She loved the sound of it. The scrapping. She could tell when her pencil had reached that perfect dullness so that it would shade smoothly and dark. The lead softening to the perfect  level. She thought about the shadows that hung beneath the eyes of this man. The[…]

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