Winter Friend
Winter is near. I saw a field mouse, except he was in no field, he was running across the sidewalk and hid under a bush as I walked by. I wish him luck as he tries to get into the auditorium before the winter snows. Somehow,...
by Duane Anderson | Jul 9, 2021 | Fiction | 0
Winter is near. I saw a field mouse, except he was in no field, he was running across the sidewalk and hid under a bush as I walked by. I wish him luck as he tries to get into the auditorium before the winter snows. Somehow,...
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John often scheduled trips, then changed his mind at the last minute. He’d spend hours looking at maps, photos of diners, old railway stations, Post Offices covered in kudzu, and haunted hotels (where he liked to stay). He’d...
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Every night, I roll over to face the empty side of my bed. In varying levels of distress, I call out to a friend. My busy friend always stops by for our chat. I beg. I plead. I offer. It’s when I attempt bribery Death laughs in...
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Sam Adams met Maria his wife in a dream. The dream started in high school when he fell asleep in a physics class and saw the most beautiful woman in the world staring at him. He yelled out, “who are you?” and she...
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Alone, I sit silently searching for poachers. Something murmurs at the far edge of hearing. An underground spring, or perhaps a wood nymph? This rifle seems an intrusion in this magical space, but there are...
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