Monthly Archives: August 2015

Marriage

When he came through the door, she watched him with those cornflower blue eyes. And when he asked for his dinner, she walked out of the kitchen; figure erect and defiant. For the first time, she looked at her husband: … Continue reading

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Mold

And this is how it went on that brilliant, orange-brown morning of Thursday, February 9th at 7:38 am. ZIP! Fwish. Shoom. Silence. The human race was no more. It wasn’t the pollution that got them: smoke black claws throttling them … Continue reading

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Perspective

Jane and John lived in a house. A pretty house. A brown house. Jane and John had two children. Pretty children: Mary and Bill. Mary and Bill had a pet. A pretty pet. A pet named Spot. Jane and John … Continue reading

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Ghosts

So she smiled, a vicious barracuda smile from the Morgan le Fey of the computer world. So I sighed, simpering fool that I was. She ran our firm like an antfarm and I, romantic drone, worshiped her. The day she … Continue reading

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Good Service

She was short and plump with the eyes of a bird; unattractive in a pretty way. She hesitated as she stepped up to the counter, licked her dry lips, and rang the bell. Almost immediately, an acne-faced young man popped … Continue reading

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Mechanical Vibrations

Can you see me in this black day of night? I am your ancestor, your predecessor, your future. I am what you will become, if you’re lucky. I am superior with my lack of pain, lack of bias, lack of … Continue reading

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The Trudge into the Building

The trudge into the building is a daily migration for all employees where I work and today, I noticed that I am not the only one who engages in that half-asleep pat down to determine my state of appropriateness. Am … Continue reading

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Early Night (haiku)

Dark, cold, silent moon Hard, aching stone underneath Solitary bird

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Chairs (Mothers)

Some soft and lumpy, others cold and hard; all are willing to help someone. They are willing to love you; to lend a back as to an infant, to rock and croon near to sleep. Helpful, restrictive, loving or harsh; … Continue reading

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Swing

Flying high above the trees to soar into the sky. The smell of soft rubber mixes with burnt leaves. Coming down low, there’s dirt beneath my feet. Dying leaves hide my view as my chains groan and whine. Then up … Continue reading

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Loneliness

The sun is too bright and the colors too crisp; too much to be real. A house full of emptiness cries for life. Sprouting weeds wave tauntingly in the wind. Broken glass lies all around the door. The sagging porch … Continue reading

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Dreamers

Dreamers with your heads in the clouds, leave a space for reality. It’s just as nice there in the blackberry fields as in the glistening stars. Remember to look, and to love, and to feel. You can see more at … Continue reading

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Youth (haiku)

Children play in grass; butterflies less delicate underneath blue space.

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Night

Five o’clock darkness doesn’t hide crystal drops on asphalt. Black silhouettes against purple are leaves compressed in mud. Bare bony fingers reach up higher to grasp the night as if it were palpable. Sheets of misting clouds blanket tiny distant … Continue reading

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Autocorrect

Smartphones and tablets are so incredibly useful. They allow us to keep track of minutiae like weight, eating, health and sleep through pre-cyborg accessories such as fitbits. They permit IMing, texting and blogging, even during the workday. There’s no better … Continue reading

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Significance of Insignificant Moments

A young boy leaned against the tree, sleeping, his head pressed back against the withered trunk. Rough bark gently touched the back of his neck. Simultaneously, the two life-streams beat together – old sap and young blood joined for just … Continue reading

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Fates (7 10s)

If it were not for the mortality of time, all of life would be but pleasures that happen and are gone, drifting away in the spaceless abyss: eternity. Moreover, life would be little better than death, for if the Fates … Continue reading

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Insomnia

I rose from my restless sleep to roam through the house in a half-awake daze. Nothing but my own mind could keep my attention. My gaze shifted around rooms, settling like dust on random objects only to be swept up … Continue reading

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For the Sake of Love (one act play)

Characters: Sonja Welsh – A delicate featured woman in her early thirties. She is caring, a little matronly, and the person who holds the family together. Amy Welsh – Sonja’s younger sister is a direct contrast. She is bitter and … Continue reading

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Coral Reef

He sought the yellowed sea that sighs in melancholy delight. Round and round the flame spins through the fog and night. And the weathered grey rock chortles in the hulabaloo and snickers and cracks as the waves creep through. The … Continue reading

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