October 2009
10 posts
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want to fall in love
“…want to fall in love?” After a morning trying to keep up with Lin, I lay flat in the rocky path, staring up into the white sky. But my head snapped up at her comment. Between crumpled breaths, I asked, “What was that?” Lin sat on her pack like it was a stool. She looked at me and wrinkled her brow. “I said,’I want to fall in love.’” I...
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Paranoid Kid
“I used to believe in all kinds of stupid crap.” Ben turned on the high beams. They illuminated endless tawny cornfields. The road still seemed swallowed by the black night. Ben glanced at Petra. Her leather jacket lay atop her like a blanket. Its arms dangled limply across her lap. Ben looked for an expression, but her face was veiled by hair. He returned his attention to the road....
Excerpt
from my profile on a dating website. Some of it is not accurate. I was born the eldest son of the royal house of Moldavia. My birth, in ceremony befitting my future title, was attended by numerous foreign dignitaries, emissaries, missionaries, and apiaries who all brought secretaries laden with princely gifts: golden ostriches which laid chocolate eggs, fearsome Scottish knights mounted atop dire...
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Every Night, the Worst
The date was shit. All night they’d prattled about politics and music and their families and growing up in small towns, but all Petra could think was, “I once stuffed a clove a garlic in my father’s mouth so I wouldn’t have to hear him scream when I put the torch to him.” She lingered at the cute painter’s door and waited for him to invite her in, but he just...
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Sure
“We should have an hour. We’ve got to do it fast, though.” Lisa’s movements were quick, assertive. She opened drawers, rooted her hands through socks. Edgar lingered by the door. He tried to look busy, tried not to watch Lisa as she crawled under the bed to search. Mostly he studied the framed photographs on the walls. They were crooked and edged with cobwebs. They...
