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When the kids are sick in the middle of the night, that’s when I miss having an extra set of hands to help. Or when one has a baseball game at the same time as the dance recital for the other. Sometimes when they… Continue Reading “Single: Part 1 (short story)”
It was summer in Michigan. Which meant my hair was massive with frizz. It was the 1980’s. Which meant that the frizz could work to my advantage. The problem was that I was the only girl in a neighborhood of boys. And I… Continue Reading “Summertime (short story)”
Man, it’s so dark out here. Driving up and down the track looking for some sweet little thing to pick up, take some place even darker for a fast fling. It don’t hurt anybody. I wear protection, she gets some spending money. Win, win.… Continue Reading “Empty Life (inspired by Relevant Magazine’s article “The Other Victims of Prostitution”)”
I already drove around this block about 10 times. Past the abandoned gas station, the grungy park, the weeping willow. I know what that old tree feels, hanging low like that and looking just sad. Sucking up all the… Continue Reading “Pawn Shop”
>We sat in his junky red car drinking slushies. It was still so hot outside even though it had turned to fall and all the leaves were blazing orange. We were parked outside my apartment, the apartment that would be ours after our wedding… Continue Reading “>After the Break (short story)”
>Most mornings Joe woke up, disgusted by what happened to his life. He adjusted his cold, sore body from flat on the cot to sitting. These days he didn’t even bother taking off his coat and boots before sleeping. It was too cold in… Continue Reading “>Conclusion. (it’s a little rough…)”
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