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• The Parking Spot

  February 14, 2009

  • The Parking Spot  An angry, grungy twenty five year old man covered in tattoos bursts through the front door of his small, unkempt, shack of a house and rushes to his late seventies Ford pickup truck. His dingy girlfriend stands at the screen door that is ready to fall off the hinges, a cigarette dangles from her lips as she yells. “Don’t forget the duck sauce Victor!”A cloud of smoke ...
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• The Ballad of Connor McCoy 12 to 26

  December 25, 2008

  • The Ballad of Connor McCoy 12 to 26  My name is Muhammad. Just kidding, it’s Connor. I turned 26 three weeks ago. There is something very disturbing about my memory lately. The first 25 years of my life were not overly strange. I was born in Brooklyn NY at age zero and lived there for 12 years with regular parents, an older sister and a younger brother. If any one day should stand out and be ...
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• Waking up

  December 5, 2008

  • Waking up,My arm brushes across where you used to be.The space is still warm as if you just stepped away.Your scent is still trapped in these sheets. They were going too fast. Maybe a sharp turn.We never went so fast. We wanted to make sure we did it all just right. They drank a little too much. Not a care, no one to stop them.We always paced our celebrations. Make them ...
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• Milky Three Wheeler

  October 11, 2008

  • I'll be ten next week. Happy Birthday?  I'll always remember when our third grade teacher asked us to take an event that made us feel worried, excited, happy or upset. "Write a page and see where we get."  Being known as Milky Three Wheeler for so long made my first decision quite easy; at least I thought that at the time. I chose upset.  The other kids called me Milky ...
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• Left at the store

  October 11, 2008

  • A man accompanied by his five year old daughter pulls into a space in the Wal-Mart parking lot."Okay sweetie. Take that seatbelt off."A loud boom is heard. The child is startled."Just some fireworks sweetie."She is relieved. "Just fireworks daddy."He pulls her from the car and holds on tight."Daddy, remember I dreamed you left me at a store?""I would ...
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