Stuck

A smattering of gravestones eventually became a constant barrage of cemeteries noticed, seemingly at every turn, markers practically jumped out in front of her car. Death brings an overwhelming sense of immediacy, an obsession with its existence, the frightening inevitability of everyone’s ultimate fate.  She looked at the chiselled names, hoping to memorize a few […]

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Mixed Metaphors

The group was cobbled by parental geography of the mainly blue collar side of town, kids from the nicer eponymous street and others who lived in the surrounding neighborhood or north-side farms. All blank slates awaiting life stories’ unfolding and hoping for legacies of greatness any parent would want for their child. The nest’s small-town […]

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Unsuspected Intimacy

A dense fog shrouded the facility and obscured the windows along its brick facade. The main building stood monolithic behind foreboding chain-link framed in razor wire. The same journalist assigned to cover the criminal trial had to brave the autumn chill to report on the late-night execution. He drew this lot as a cub reporter for […]

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A Secret Locked Away

It took 50 years for me to find out who I had married. He failed to inform me that he was a polygamist. The other two wives on opposite ends of  the country were as clueless as me about his other families. I only knew him to be a sales manager who worked for a […]

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Antiquity – Studio30+ writing prompt

You live by the sword, you die by the sword was somewhat his motto. Until he got sick. Funny he never mentioned the saying again after his diagnosis. Bravado displayed in earlier times must’ve become the clique only when his vice turned into a death sentence. He’d never meet three of his five grandchildren and […]

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