glimpses shared by our authors
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Thirty four years after graduating from a small town high school that bore an achingly uncanny resemblance to the script from the film "Dazed and confused", I drove the two ... read more -
There is a stain upon your skin, a bruise. The edges are lilac, but the centre is a deep midnight blue. I run my fingers over it and feel the ... read more -
The strange, low pounding echoes urgently above. Fear curls up inside me. It massages my insides as it breathes, matted fur tickling raw flesh. And when I move, it digs ... read more -
The boy James looked at its mother. He sighed and started to wonder inside his head when he would be able to hang out with his friends. There was something ... read more -
Cait thought to herself, "Well, that's just not true." Her teacher had just finished talking about World War II and how the kids in the class could have no concept ... read more -
As she lay there underneath the tree, the sun was starting to set and the sky was getting darker. It was getting cold and she knew that she should be ... read more -
He remembered Sebastien and saw again his lythe, tanned torso moving in the sunlight. Bodies, he thought, used to contain such grace and beauty. But now, what of his own ... read more -
lay upon him like a stink. He felt the instinctive pity and fear of the people and he hated them for it. As it grew late he knew that the ... read more -
I can't whistle anymore. I try again, pursing my lips together and pushing a breathe out, but they only pucker uncomfortably. I can feel the swollen edge under my tongue. ... read more -
I'm not scared of death. I just don't know it. I'm disinterested in it as much as I am with the life of the strangers on the street-- until someone ... read more
