stories
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The Dancer
The train rolled by in an endless procession of steel; graffitied, rusting, rattling, sometimes dripping. Round cars, square cars, open cars, open doors on closed cars. A parade of transport; a mass of commerce, or material for future commerce. Chemical, mineral, raw and finished products. A person, then three, soon a gaggle, waited more or Continue reading
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Ensnared in Edgewise
*a story* ***First Impressions*** Afternoon sun dappled the rumpled surfaces of the window panes, beating against the translucence of the old glass, trying to gain entry into the quiet room, seeking a path to illuminate the dim dusty corners. The intensity of the summer sun was softened by its passage through the dirt that crusted Continue reading
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Entropy
*a story* She is not sitting next to you, her head resting on your shoulder, through your efforts alone. Yes, she is next to you. You spied her sitting in a big chair and you began assembling the bits and pieces of a relationship. Yes, you made an effort to know her. What you need Continue reading
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Word got around
*a short story* Word got around in the usual way that words get around, which is unknown at the functional level and that is a good thing because words which do not deserve to get around would get around once the code was cracked and anyone could make word get around. Rumour says the fox Continue reading
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God is not Great
*a short story* -God is not great. Now I know this. -I never really believed in any God’s greatness. Now I know for sure. -God created all, they say. -God knows all, they say. -If so, then God knows BRCA1. -God created BRCA1. -There is nothing great about BRCA1. -It is cruel. -It took my Continue reading
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River Running
*a story fragment* Grey clouds lowered the sky in the early noon hour. The sun had made a brief appearance when the boat first touched water. Its presence for most of the six hour paddle had been mostly an idea, a notion of something ethereal which kept the darkness at bay. The clouds steadily lowered, Continue reading
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Nerves and Blades
*a story fragment* In the first millisecond after the blade penetrated, the body of John Woodworm began to respond. Myriad electrical impulses raced along diverse axons, crossed ganglia, converged at the spinal nerves, and carried the stimulus upward. Faster than conscious thought, impulses reached his brain. Something was terribly wrong, they said. His abdomen was Continue reading
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Sentience: or, a strange little story
*a story* *concerning the travails of being an earthworm* sentience: thinking, feeling, acting responding beyond primeval nubs and micro-second bursts of reflex purposeful biochemical electricity of impulse-thought-action-life sentience: we are underground; too much wet seeping in can not breathe must do something need to breathe should go up should worm our way to the outerland Continue reading
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One rainy evening
*a story fragment* One rainy evening everything changed. In an instant, a blink of an eye, nothing was the same. Not unexpected, I admit. After all, living is quite different from not living. Nothing, though, can truly prepare you for the actuality of not living. You cannot know the vast difference between being alive and Continue reading
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Corruption
*a story fragment* In the heat of mid-summer, the heart of the sunny season, Sandy became pregnant. Sam was involved, in the usual way. Sandy and Sam didn’t plan it; they didn’t prevent it. And at the time, they didn’t regret it. Regret came later. Regret eventually arrived, huffing and steaming, belching forth smoke and Continue reading
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