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She said, "You smell like bourbon."
I smiled and whispered to her,
"You smell like oranges
and taste like cherries.
Don't be bitter, s..
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A trusted family member has unleashed a diabolical plot to off his kin! The trap is set as one by one their own survival instincts become the tools o..
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Somewhere in the lower levels of a most unusual mall there exists (or does there?) a modest conference room used by the powerful, if not invisible, i..
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A menace lurks just outside the door. Linda has sen him, through the fish-eye lens of the peephole, Murky against the dim floral wallpaper. She is ce..
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Middle aged Phil is spirited away through time, finding himself standing before a steaming flat-top grill, holding a spatula. Hand scratched tickets,..
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Something about this reunion feels amiss. After 10 years, the former friends and employees of Granders Pub have gathered to catch up and reminisce abo..
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"I like hanging out with you like this." she said. Seven little words. But they meant more. So much more to her, I thought.Tempted to revise history a..
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The referee is a river that rages around all sides of the island. The rules are the boundaries of the imagination. The objective?Hide And Seek!Players..
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"I'll tell you what, Phil. You leave that patch for me." demanded Karl, pot-bellied and wise-eyed. He was the Alpha type; belt and suspenders, and he..
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I have been writing down my dreams (as I remember them) as a prologue to my morning writing practice. Today was no exception. But I got this notion of..
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