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Seven Minutes Early

“Thanks for giving me a ride home. Why are you here so early?” Mark asked as he stepped inside the car shaking the water out of his hair and tossing...

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The Giant of Hampton Bays

A hook kick to the side of the head slowed his advance, so I did it again.  It connected like the first, and he stalled.  In a frantic effo...

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Pancake Eyes

George picked her out of the line-up.  The line-up meant the group of hookers on the corner of Maple and Flour.  Given its proximity to the...

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While My Knife Hand Gently Weeps

Lurching awake, gasping for air, and I've dreamt of her again. It's the same as always, lately. She's in Hell, neck deep in snake’s blood, with a foe...

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So They Say

I stretched myself mentally to the point of no return. The voices all around me seemed to enclose my inner being, caged it like an aggressive animal,...

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Eight Seconds

I have 8 seconds to live.When I reached out you didn't reach backWith each second that remains I'll tell you of what I am and how I ended up here.I c...

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The Escape

Alexander Wiseman, having lied to his wife Beth, parked his blue Honda Accord discreetly in the shadows of the poorly lit parking lot. He left the mo...

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Spinner

A teacher and old bones - Editor by David E. HughesWhen I arrived in Gold Mesa in September of 1874, its one-room schoolhouse was equipped with thirt...

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