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Innocence Lost

The guy tried to force his tongue in my mouth. “No,” I said, jerking my head away from his. “You can do that other stuff, but I ain’t gonna let you do that.” “Come on,” he insisted in strange irregular breaths, as he tried to strong-arm my slight fifty-six inch frame back towards him. “It’ll […]

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FICTION: La Corde

Jean-Luc, on the threshold of adolescence, sulked into an overwhelmingly proper office. A stern old man with solemn eyes, magnified by heavy spectacles, bade him sit at a formidably exquisite desk of mahogany. A lavender envelope bearing his name lay before him. Jean-Luc inhaled the familiar fragrance of lilac before he slit it open with […]

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Morning Ride

What the hell am I doing out here? The summer is over and it’s too bloody dark for work at 5:15 in the morning. My breath appears faint in the blackness, before a rude wind gusts to dispel it. Treetops start to wave at scurrying leaves below–quite a clamor for this lonely time in the […]

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FICTION: The Jocks’ Room

“Anyone see a blind valet bumping into things around here?” Jim Fresno wasn’t expecting an answer to the inane question he asked while he made his entrance into the Jockeys’ room. This room was no ordinary place. In the room, the “t” in the word valet is never silent. From it, small men play a […]

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FICTION: Muddy Heart

“Muddy Heart” The paramedics did not know when the artery burst. They did know it was the femoral, and they had less than five minutes to keep the man alive. A crucial minute had already been spent locating the wound. This involved taking off the now worthless attire meant to protect the rider. The helmet […]

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