Monthly Archives: December 2015

The Pretty Girl

Earle is on a subtle, somewhat covert, search for a person who will fill the expansive void that consumes much of what has come to be a life of sorrowful endurance. He is, if nothing more, a habitual late night … Continue reading

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A Paper Life

I estimate that I knew Earle for over fifty years. When I was a young boy my parents bought a house on a quiet suburban street. It was a small two bedroom brick house with a partially finished basement. I … Continue reading

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Pulley-Bones

No place brings back old memories, some good and others not so good, like a cemetery. It seems to me that I can help keep alive the thoughts of those I spent so much of my life with by walking … Continue reading

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Zadkiel’s Mercy

Mr. Earl’s home was now, and had been for more than two years, a small three room unit at a local nursing home. He lived in unit, as the rooms were called, number 109. The room had a bathroom, a … Continue reading

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