Monthly Archives: October 2012

Blake & Ollie (Middle)

Olivia found herself thinking about Blake on and off all day. She felt too shy to see him that evening. She walked the long way around to her train station and then fantasized about him that night. Not so much … Continue reading

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Blake & Ollie (Beginning)

It was the unusual story: adopt a derelict, clean him up, and wake one morning with his dick in her hand. If she were a prostitute they’d describe her heart as gold. But one thing leads to another, connecting people … Continue reading

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Ren Aire

I understand that once upon a time 600 years ago, a man could know each increment of science, prose and rhyme, world history and politics. He’d show proficiency in all then understood (and so would she, if shes could go … Continue reading

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Specimen

I see myself eccentric and I hear myself unsung. I feel myself untouched by any man. I taste the flavor middle age with tongue no longer young. I speak to me as often as I can. If I had no … Continue reading

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Bible Stories (2 of 2)

Now it was Jacob’s time to shine. Off he went to visit a cousin and acquire a wife and start patriarchin’. He promptly encountered a young woman named Rachel who happened to be the cousin’s daughter. Love at first sight. … Continue reading

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Bible Stories (1 of 2)

I remember a bit of Sunday school. I recall a few stories, from the rabbis and others. I suppose it gelled in college, when I majored in traditional English lit. All drama and fiction in our language started with Bible … Continue reading

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Profunditty

Show tunes, cartoons, child memories: were they girlish? Not as I recall. Full moons, new moons, fiction histories: being female made me view them all beneath the lens unfairness. How could I be other than my brothers in my heart? … Continue reading

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Maeta’s Fable: Hard Work

Goofus and Gallant were given exactly the same items to acquire. It isn’t that surprising – their mothers had always been close friends, and the two women agreed about some of the snacks they liked to include in their pantries. … Continue reading

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Recollection

I fed my lap with toddler tush commuting to the west. Remember that? I told myself I would. The bus’s back, the northern side, the day one of our best: I knew the moment for its perfect good. For I … Continue reading

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Relativity (End)

Bill was almost as old as Max, and Keith was 15 years younger. When Sunrise ran strong they’d both been hounds, with Bill cruising the older women and Keith panting after the young ones. Keith was only 20 when he … Continue reading

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