Fiction

On an old park bench Emily discovers the difference between a boy friend and a boyfriend

Sweet Confessions

Side by side, we sat on the old park bench. The late spring air hung heavy around us like a priest’s confessional. Unspoken words buzzed and danced about our heads[…]

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Image of a tent in the woods at night.

Lost and Found

Note to self; this is why you never go camping, hiking, backpacking, or anything else that could be classified under “outdoorsy”. You are a city boy. Accept it and move[…]

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A person in winter clothing looking at a sunset alone tells a story of grief and loss

Winter’s Dragon

Some days are just plain harder than others. I always thought I knew that. All books warn about it. Everyone and their brother and sister and obscure relatives swear by[…]

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A bottle of wine in a box with a story about forgiveness and marriage.

A Bottle of Wine

“Screw you, too!” I screamed to the slamming front door. Even knowing he wouldn’t hear me, I couldn’t help but add a resounding, “Bastard!”, punctuated by the throwing of a[…]

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A single cup of coffee hints at many different types of stories

Seductive Affair

Elizabeth Doreen Esquiren, Chair of the Great Tea Initiative, stood in front a large metal door with no handle in a nameless back alley and wondered how she ever managed[…]

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A woman holding a cell phone waits for a taxi to take her where she needs to go that night.

House Call

“Taxi!” One of the many benefits of living in New York is that there is always, and I mean always, a taxi ready to go. Less than a minute later,[…]

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A golden retriever sits by himself overlooking diverging roads.

Gods May Die

My human came home today. He had been gone for so long. He left me at his parent’s den and told me to wait for him. He told me to[…]

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