She sat by her master’s bedside. The master wizard had been badly injured by the undead during the day’s battle and would likely not survive the night.
“Come here, I have one last thing to
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She sat by her master’s bedside. The master wizard had been badly injured by the undead during the day’s battle and would likely not survive the night.
“Come here, I have one last thing to
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When I woke up gravity was gone.
I floated to the kitchen, blender uncapped
my smoothie entered
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“Did you hear about SADS?”
“What?”
“Sudden Arrhythmia Death Syndrome.”
“What’s that supposed to be?”
“Don’t you read the news, Archie?”
Archie shrugged lamely
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The mayflies kiss the glass
Of restaurant windows
Clinging to it
They mirror the fog
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Alone
Is where the Mind and Heart
Wrestle with the icky, sticky
The dark and lost desires
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Where did you go?
Things were going so well
I don't know if we'll meet again
Nothing sure
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The spiderweb of the plum tree's bare branches let through a shaft of light just bright enough that it illuminated the sawdust that puffed forward with every stroke of the handsaw. Alynn focused on ... [+]
Painted Stories
The world’s story is an intricate
painting, a mix of yellows and blues
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I remember when I moved to Utah.
I had gotten in the moving van, stepping off the road of my childhood home for the last time. Now, I hear the hammering thrum of the vehicle drive away, my
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They call him the god of wine. Patron of madness and revelry. Deity of theatre and protector of the confused, the misfit, and the outcast. His names include Eleutherios, the liberator. Bacchus ... [+]
Youth activities at church always aimed to teach us some new skill. We rarely fantasized about service projects and even the most honorable among us would likely miss a “wonderful opportunity” if ... [+]
We were driving down Highway 37 on our way back from Dawson City, Yukon. We had been on the road for almost three weeks and we were spent. Long days of driving long B.C. roads that carried few people ... [+]
Music is a friend of mine. I met him long ago when I was still fresh and innocent, had not a care in the world, and was incredibly stupid. We were more acquaintances than pals, and when I passed him I ... [+]