I probably should have worked on pulling myself together before I rounded the corner and collided with a paper goods display, arranged in the shape of a giant turkey. There really was no turning back. In the wake of the damage, I call out a harried string of, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” as I push […]
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I swiped the back of my arm across my damp forehead and watched Jimmy Rush’s freckled hand fist the frog. It had taken him maybe ten seconds to pluck it out of the brook that ran along the collection of three-family apartment homes where we lived. The banks of the little stream were packed with
“Perfect purity is possible if you turn your life into a line of poetry written with a splash of blood.” –Yukio Mishima, Runaway Horses
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“Who controls the past controls the future. Who controls the present controls the past.” –George Orwell, 1984
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Art Keane finished calculating the monthly budget and wondered how he was going to tell his family there would be no vacation that year. It was Saturday, and he hadn’t had a day off in months, much less a few hours to relax and think about anything other than financial pressures. Exhausted and secretly afraid
Carli pointed the BELIEF-B-GON at her would be ex-husband, Carl, and pressed the machine’s blue button. The instructions for the BELIEF-B-GON were clear: STEP 1: Press red button to record new belief. STEP 2: Aim front of device at target. STEP 3: Press blue button. They were written by a man of science marketing a
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