White Painted Walls

There was a spider on the wall of Dad’s bedroom. It was about the size of a grape, but that was big enough. Can you get rid of it, I asked.  Dad just smiled his lazy smile, not even looking away from the television.  The next day, there were three or four of them, larger […]

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Flammable materials

Her little arms flop around my sides while I push her up and down with big breaths. I try to  imagine how it must feel; the heartbeat, the airway, the warmth, as womb like as possible since exiting the real thing. In this moment, I know exactly what I’m doing. No doubts, no distractions, just […]

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Why

    “Why?” screams Charlie. “Why?” His little voice wavers into falsetto tones as he swings his bag against a parked car. “Because I already bought you one, now come on!” She senses eyes on her, but they’re nothing new, like a lifetime of mosquitoes. Charlie’s wailing seems to take the capacity out of his legs, so […]

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