I think an angel might be working the drive thru window of my local McDonald’s. I’m not for sure, but I’ve had my suspensions now for some time. One might wonder,”why I feel this way?” I question the feeling myself, for nothing in our interaction is beyond the normal pleasantries. I am always greeted with a kind smile and an […]
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The gulls perch in conference on the white rock. Beyond is the blue empty sky, the vast sea without sails, no horizon. Blue. Come, Jemjasee. Am I to roam this rugged coastline for eternity, this journey without distance? I feel doomed, my struggle invisible. You must come, Jemjasee. Save me from my weariness.
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Pearlman is a mythological fantasy and time travel themed story by David Russell. You can read the story within the embedded PDF viewer, or you can download the PDF to your device for offline reading. You can also print it via the printer button at the top of the viewer. Excerpt: The blow struck; a quota of people saw […]
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Mimosa 1 “You’re ten minutes late. Why?” Frank’s question took her by surprise. If only Claire could tell him she hadn’t wanted to be late. That some things were simply beyond her control. So many things were beyond her control lately. Certainly, she hadn’t wanted to move to this hole in the wall. But she’d had to or […]
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I have many fond memories of my childhood summers spent at the local swimming pool. To me, the pool was a magical place where I would spend countless hours in play, splashing the day away with my friends. I can still remember the feel of the warm sun against my skin as I floated in the cool water, lost in thought. […]
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RAPE OF THE LOCK OPANIYI SAMUEL OLUWAWUMI Yemisi was nice to me. Nkechi just left me for no cause. We were already thinking of marriage and I just newly got a Big-Daddy Toyota Camry Car then; she had cream colour like Kabria’s Creamy in Darko’s Faceless. I was deeply at six and seven when Nkechi, a lady […]
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I sat on the park bench watching my niece as she guarded her 4 year old son who clambered like a monkey over the jungle gym. Happy shouts and laughter filled the air and I found myself transported back to the time when I first met my niece. Despite the fact that this beautiful young woman was a niece by […]
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Older Days I do not like this, and I miss the older days. Back then was good. I remember so much from back then. I had gone to London (I forget now why but I do remember the important things still). I had gone to London, and I remember the mansion. There were silver and white lights draped across the […]
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Conversations over drinks on the Psychology of Isolation By David Portyanskiy I was sitting alone underneath the dark lights drinking a cocktail I couldn’t remember the name of. The days go by leaving me more and more time to drink and sit in taverns. But now I was not alone, a stranger approached me when I remained in my […]
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Life’s Riverbed Square Table. 2 persons, 4 places. One for the handbags; one empty place. The plate was in front of Sophie. Marianne was sitting in front of her, speaking so much that Sophie could not hear it anymore: “Why you don’t move to Tokyo? There you could learn Japanese and work as a teacher. Or you could move to […]
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