Category: Prose

  • Meet Sandra

    Meet Sandra

    Her name was Sandra and there is really only a single way to describe her movement through life. If I had to name it; I mean if I had to put a finger to it, match it to my frame of reference and then commit, it would be to say that she was aggressively indisposed. Yes,

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  • Found: David Simmonds, Tuesday 6:35am

    Found: David Simmonds, Tuesday 6:35am

    He awoke that morning and believed it to be like any other. Placing his feet flat on the floor beside his bed, he put down the phone he had already surveyed for fresh news. Nowhere in his conscious mind was he aware how life changing today would be. Nowhere in his body could he feel

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