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Just a start... wasn't going to post because it isn't complete, but then, what is the point of flash if not to inspire and grow? Kingdom of Dirt Margaret stared out the window as she finished t...

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(i know this is lame, but I have to get the words flowing somehow!) I’d just finished returning the last of my unwanted Christmas gifts when I passed the Lancome counter. I looked at the pretty...

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I was never the kind to be a disciple of anyone, though there was an english teacher in college who made me wish I was. He told me in his preppy east coast accent that I was a rebel without a cau...

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My daughter has been living in London for over five years now. Five years when you are in your twenties feels like a choice. When she lived there for the first couple, it felt as though she had c...

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Scout was the epitome of a Border Collie. She had the stare. She could control me with her thoughts, and she always knew where everyone was. She was also terrified of storms, and i think it was b...

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I sometimes sit down to write, hoping for inspiration, looking through files of things that have inspired me in the past, and most often discover that I’ve got no idea what I was thinking. I woul...

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It isn’t that i don’t like her, it is just that her style of teaching doesn’t match with my style of learning. I want authority, discipline, organization. She wants to be popular. As such, she ha...

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If the mind is a reservation, brainwashing is like slitting open the scalp and purging the individualism from it. Brainwashing isn’t something used only to torture, unless we count fox news…

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The machine buzzed through my arms from where the handcuffs, for safety they said, tethered me to the monster. I fed the sheet metal through, pulled back and the press stamped the shoe horns from...

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The plates were yellow and orange, scattered on tables set amid the green foliage, bright against the blue water of the pool. The napkins and forks were tied together, purple plastic inside grass...

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This is the end of Friday, and I didn't flash yet. (WRITE a flash!) Wait. Let's be honest. It is the beginning of Saturday and I've spent several fifteen minute sessions staring at the list of fl...

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Tank was a cat. A very big cat, owned by my sister and fed by her in the fashion that our mother fed us. Basically anything we wanted, without regard to the girth of our bellies. For most of us...

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Gordon was just a country kid, growing up in Indiana in the seventies, and the only real talent he had was his height. He could pick up any rebound the region gave him, but he just wasn’t big eno...

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There is the sun, the streaming mist of dawn slipping over the horizon, bathed in pink light as soft as a tear. There is the morning, creeping into our room, lighting the windows, its aura foldin...

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The tracks divided our side of town from the good side, though you had to go through the industrial park and the ghetto to get to the good side even after you crossed the tracks. The Monon went ...

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She flipped her auburn hair behind her shoulders and lifted the round blue and black patterned sunglasses from her eyes. She tilted her head, like a puppy who doesn’t understand, and said the onl...

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My puppies are dogmatic. They know when to wake up and to paw the sides of my bed to wake me. They know they go outside then, and bark at the neighbors. They know that if I put my shoes on, the b...

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Looping, always turning right, or left, it doesn’t matter, a symbol for things that do not end. But I am preoccupied with endings, and afraid to face infinity, afraid to think beyond my fingertip...

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It's just a storage bin, he said, you can climb up really high and when it is full you can swim in the grain. Really? Really, it's just like water. He still thought that the day he dove in. When ...

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He came to my rescue, climbing the tower that was my mother’s alcoholism, and falling down. He landed hard, and threw up all over the seats of his ’67 Chevelle and since someone had to put him to...

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There was the water, shimmering in the late afternoon light, it’s depths hidden behind the reflections on the surface. It called to me, beckoning, and I answered, leaving gravity and the heat of ...

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She’s in distress! We have to deliver the baby now! But it’s too early, she’s too small. We have no choice. She at least gets a chance if we deliver now. Owwwwww. Okay honey, push push push. SCRE...

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Justification I can’t say i blame you, when you leave me in the dark, but when you tell me that it’s for my own good, that’s simply justification. It isn’t me, it’s you. and that just doesn’t fly...

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Fait Accompli “Perfection isn’t so much to ask for, not in a world with surgery to lift this, creams to smooth that. We’ve come a long way since Frankenstein, and with stem cell injections and ...

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Nine o'clock p.m. didn't feel like an appropriate time for a nine year old to go to bed, not when I was the nine year old anyway. But if we were still up when my brother got home from his job at...

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