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At the Edge of the World

At the Edge of the World Dave thought it was a Tuesday when the stranger came. He’d tried to keep track, but it was hard. He was certain he’d missed days in his counting. There was no work week without civilization to insist on it. The world was gone and the only time that still […]

Like the Sun

“His smile is like the sun.” Everything froze at those words and I looked about the crowded ballroom, trying to find him. The man who smiled the sun. He wasn’t here. It was foolish to think that he was, that he could be here and I wouldn’t have known. Still, I looked about the ballroom […]

The Stylist

“Nice costume!” The words flung themselves at me, punctuated with mocking laughter. This was not a costume party. I was not in costume. It was these children in their colorful suits and paisley prints and patterns stacked on top of patterns who were in costume. “How do you do it?” I asked the only person […]

(22) Missed Calls

John 12/13/2018 22:34:07 – Hey, honey. Do you need me to pick up anything else while I’m at the store? Lira 12/13/2018 22:37:24 – Milk, tylenol, salt (for the steps). <3 John 12/13/2018 23:02:18 – On my way home. See you in a few. Lira 12/13/2018 23:03:33 – Okay. Drive safe.

A Sticky Exchange

Hot pink post-it, found on fridge, 7am: Stop drinking my blood Light blue post-it, found on fridge, 9pm: Gross, I would never! Hot pink post-it, found on fridge, 10pm: I know it was you Light blue post-it, found on fridge, 11pm: I don’t even drink blood Hot pink post-it, found on bedroom door, 2am: Did […]