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Dandelions

Dandelions

Dandelions Kurt sat cold at the end of his driveway, a bowl of sugary offerings for the children settled in his lap. He treasured Halloween, but the festivity was winding down. Night had completely fallen. Most of the children and parents had come and gone. Parents with children dressed as pirates and superheroes and princesses, […]

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams I’m intrigued by certain correlations. Sometimes I’m struck by bits of information and try to fit them together like pieces of a puzzle. The human puzzle, I guess you could (pretentiously) say. One of these bits is the obsession with the Cadillac Escalade. Heck, I probably shouldn’t care. There’s better things to think […]

The Gamble

The Gamble

The Gamble Fitzi went all in on four Queens/8 high. Jimmy beat him with a straight flush of hearts. He raked Fitzi’s chips into his pile. “You buying back in?” Jimmy asked. Jimmy had all the luck. It confounded Fitzi because Jimmy didn’t appear to be much of a man of God. He didn’t even […]

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat There’s an online petition to stop lab-grown meat from being served in schools. When I heard about it, I needed to know more. The petition lists reasons why serving lab-grown meat in schools is a bad idea. These reasons are kind of boring, so I scrolled down to where people have posted videos […]

Fingernails

Fingernails

Fingernails Sometimes, when I cross the line to Indiana, I stop at Howie’s truck stop diner for a pork tenderloin sandwich. See, I was born and raised in Indiana. Now I live just across the state line. But, because I’m a Hoosier by birth, when I go over to Indiana and pass by Howie’s, I […]

Category: stories

Playpen
poetry, stories

Playpen

Playpen in my playpen when baby cries from fear or loneliness momma comes to comfort in my playpen when baby … Continue reading Playpen

Man’s Best Friend
poetic ramblings, poetry, stories

Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend everyone agreed he seemed depressed so everyone agreed he ought to get a dog he put it … Continue reading Man’s Best Friend

The Tip
stories

The Tip

The Tip Jeffrey arrived with the pizza. He parked in front of the mobile home. He got out and knocked … Continue reading The Tip

Special Needs
stories

Special Needs

Special Needs Her son had been born with special needs. His development, both mentally and physically, were stunted. She’d been … Continue reading Special Needs

The Celebration
fictional stories, literary fiction, stories

The Celebration

The Celebration Her father kept asking what she’d done for her fiftieth birthday. Finally she told him, “Nothing special.” Her … Continue reading The Celebration

Ugly Duckling
fables, stories

Ugly Duckling

Ugly Duckling That son-of-a bitch, our creator. The one in the white coat and the whiskers that’s always watching us. … Continue reading Ugly Duckling

Whiskey
stories

Whiskey

Whiskey “We can never be understood. Life and love should be more sympathetic, but they cannot be. What my lies … Continue reading Whiskey

Sleep
poetic ramblings, poetry, stories

Sleep

Sleep she slid out of her shoes then out of her clothes then into her warm shower she slid out … Continue reading Sleep

The Leak
fables, stories

The Leak

The Leak It was the hottest and most humid day of the year so far. Albright had just walked past … Continue reading The Leak

No Way of Knowing
fables, stories

No Way of Knowing

No Way of Knowing “Am I a good person? Deep down, do I even really want to be a good … Continue reading No Way of Knowing

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