Roses are red

“There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.” -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela‘s mouth before she[…]

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The announcer

Blair Underwood scanned her notes as she made he?r way to the news desk for the afternoon telecast on WKLT. She used her pencil to scribble in some additional information in the margin, while at[…]

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Jane's day

Jane huffed at the reflection. “Nothing looks good!” she wailed at the image of herself. Summer started to show itself and Jane wanted to show off. Eleventh grade was a good year for her; her[…]

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The dream

She slipped into my room so quietly I thought she was a dream. Her daphenous gown billowing in a subtle breeze like some scene from a movie. She smiled as she crossed the room with[…]

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Mr. ben

My name is Ben. I work an accounting job out of my house. I have a beautiful wife, and two great sons. I live in a regular neighborhood, and I pay my taxes. I shop[…]

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