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Safe Haven
On the couch again, she propped her feet up on the turquoise ottoman and picked up her book but found she couldn’t concentrate.
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The Red Dark
My chest is still buzzing when we rise together from the planks and wander into the meadow.
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Beedi stubs and Biscuit crumbs
The girl walks towards the waves by herself, still clutching the packet of biscuits, the water a little above her anklets.
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Her Skin
They followed a path down to the shore, suddenly aware of the silence,
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Dreamcoat
Outside, noise from the street reminded Dave that life existed beyond his apartment.
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Starbucks
I turned toward her, trying to appear as though I were looking for a seat or watching out the window.
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The Door and the Dog
Had I been asleep, I might have missed the sound, like a strange scuttling against the walls. I glanced over at the boy in the corner, but he remained silent
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October
I stub the butt of my cigarette out and stare blankly at the too trimmed row of bushes bordering our backyard. Michigan is chilly in October. I go inside.
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The Invasion
The berries they usually found in wild abundance failed to materialize. At first the stories struck her as apocryphal. Bears were reportedly ripping…
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An Offering to the Gods
A few days later, when they reclaim some of their courage, they call their daughter once more. Kavita explains that her condition is called PTSD.
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Kathleen
Kathleen was the last appointment of the day. Being of Irish ancestry, I recognized that her ancestors came from the same place.
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OF THINGS WISE, AND UNWISE!
Megh flings himself on the bed and takes the calendar from the table beside his bed. He has marked today’s date.
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Drifting
His covers were bunched up and his arm was stretched out towards the door in the ordering gesture. He laid back down.
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Culpability
The police asked him “to come down the station”. Those were their exact words, as if spoken on a television show, as if there were a script for this kind of thing.
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The Marionette Collection
Being civically engaged, she began encouraging him to offer marionettes to charity events, fund raisers, parties. They began their marriage this way and the practice continued for years.
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The Long Death of Asif in the Garden
She left the next morning. Asif did not put up a fight. He simply sat at the kitchen table while she packed her things.
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Robin’s Egg
Sarah’s mother kissed her on the forehead. “I hadn’t really thought about it.
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Smoke and Mirrors
Yes, yes, she continued to work while I was building the company but look at what she has now? She drives a Mercedes!
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THE LITTLE GODDESS
As Didi walks away, you look around and notice the acadia tree by the neighbour’s yard. Two boys are gathered around it, struggling to reach the top branch which holds a prized mango.
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A Necessary Interlude
Mansi looks at them. They seem terrified. A sense of guilt starts seeping into her heart.
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Asit, the Horizontal
There was no brain death. Even the night of the full moon came and went, but his brain had other plans.
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Instructions on Falling
I had my first seizure age 14. This created another original fear.
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Chlorine Fever
Only the car door and that chain-link fence separate me from the most glorious
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Crossroads
She was determined to get the shop closed. It was destroying too many families.