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On The Benefits Of Live Entertainment

We were royalty packed Too high in that stadium. Box seats below, we slummed it up above. Three kings and three queens And there were none in the world Who could call themselves our betters. Most fortunate yes, your pale Hands folded with mine Like a hair clip grasping tight to the moment. HE was … Read more

Anyone You Want

Yeah baby you can go anywhere, Yeah baby you can have anything, anything you want, Yeah baby you can have anyone, But baby you can’t have me, no baby, you can’t have me,   I loved you girl, no other way to say it, Tell the truth I still do, I ain’t one play it, … Read more

Non-Fiction – My Eighteenth Birthday

I went to Katie, because she is my little sister, and the best people to show your weakness to are the ones who think you are strong. She was in her bed, because there isn’t much real-estate in her old bedroom, and it was the largest clear area. Plus, Katie likes to sleep. Especially around … Read more

Non-Fiction: Deaths

Deaths The First: My mother is crying, in the terrible little apartment that our family started in. I am young, so young that this is one of my first memories that is more than a simple snapshot. I am in a jersey shirt and shorts, and the coffee table is taller than I am. I … Read more

Flash Fiction – June 1st in Florida

Arnie worked the pole like seasoned novice; someone completely accustomed to not knowing what was going on but pretending they did. He held it upside down, thumb feeling the line despite the fact the reel was locked. He stood back from the rail, feet set apart as if he were riding the subway and not … Read more

Short Story – Yellow Line (Revised)

Gerald stood and watched the rain at the Fort Totten station. It was coming down heavy, and the sound of it crashing against the concrete in curtains filled the empty space left by all the people who’d decided to stay in for Saturday rather than brave the storm. Gerald didn’t miss them, or really notice … Read more

Short Story – Yellow Line

Gerald stood and watched the rain at the Fort Totten station. It was coming in heavy, and the sound of it crashing against the concrete in curtains filled the empty space left by all the people that had decided to stay in for Saturday rather than brave the storm. Gerald didn’t miss them, or really notice that they were gone. It wasn’t because the rain was so interesting; he just didn’t care anymore.

Short Story – A Critique of God’s Screen Writing

“What’s wrong?” she asks. Her eyes are the perfect shade of chocolate brown I will never, ever shake my addiction to.

“Nothing?” I say, and of course I’m lying because no one can honestly answer that question with “nothing” and I’m a seventeen year old; the list of things I think are wrong could fill several book shelves.

Flash Fiction – Apostate

You have always been a believer. You have been having head-aches for the past month. For the first two weeks you put it off as stress, too much caffeine, not enough sun; all the little things you do wrong. Then you’d get dizzy, or your left eye wouldn’t focus right, so you took a couple of sick days. When that didn’t work you figured you’d go down to see the priest.

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