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  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
    With every grimace of his mouth, I wonder where his wrinkles desire to go. Perhaps they’re seeking solace in his drooping ears and white hairline as they crawl into the corners of his saggy skin. Or do they crave to permanently detach from his face, rendering him naked of age? His grimace fading, ...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
    Dear Dr. Menchen, November 23, 1999 At dinner parties, there’s always that one conversationalist I enjoy too much. On one occasion, I met a man who has yet to fade from my memory. He had an interesting tendency to speak grandiosely when matters of little importance arose. He would ...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
    “Eh—hey. Hey. Hey, Mitch! Wake up, man! That sunrise over yonder is quite a beauty.” “Go back to sleep, Arnie,” I mumbled. “Nah, man. You really gotta see this. Just sway a little to the left, okay?” “Humph.” To say the least, Arnie is an inquisitive, obnoxious, and per...
  • Opinion > Environment
    It started falling apart that windy afternoon. First, the white paint peeled. Then, the frame drooped slightly off the post. What was I to do? I could barely make out the drawing of the turtle holding up the warning sign. I could barely make out the clouds above the turtle’s upright position. ...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
    A Peachy Tale “Eh—hey. Hey. Hey, Mitch! Wake up, man! That sunrise over yonder is quite a beauty.” “Go back to sleep, Arnie,” I mumbled. “Nah, man. You really gotta see this. Just sway a little to the left, okay?” “Humph.” To say the least, Arnie is an inquisitive,...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    As the metal rods unlatch, with their bellowing “gggggirrump,” the door is thrust open— the woman on the opposing side means business. I glance over to shivering Chloe, only to be distracted by her methodic rocking from heel to toe pick and notice the wavering fringes of her sparkling magenta...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
    Well, someone else will probably pick it up, right? If I just shut my eyes, or look down there, by my feet, maybe it’ll go away. Maybe if I tap my shoes against the car mat, and fiddle with the radio, mom will come back soon and then we can leave. We can drive off and pretend this never happene...
  • Fiction > All Fiction
    Hit clock. 5:10 am. Vision partially blurred. Sharp intense sound, otherwise known as silence, stirs my throbbing head. Eyelids drift south, closing in like heavy elevator doors. Shut and locked. Sound increases to a high-pitched scream. Open eyes, vision regains focus, hit clock, 5:11 am. My b...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    Why do trees always have to be upside down? The roots should point toward the sun, swallowing the warmth while the branches and leaves brush gently across the moist soil. I think it's crazy that people don't get this, because it's so obvious. It's about time Mother Nature turned this picture right s...
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