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The Blaze

Today there was a fire in Williamsburg A huge storage facility went up in smoke 200 firefighters fighting the heat against the January cold As ash filled the air with the familiar smells of...

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Labor Day ‘14

Waiting for rain that hasn’t come. Above the passing cumulus clouds, a prop plane. The gentlest tremble of maple leaves in a breeze too light to stir the wind chime. Mira reads. Frankie, too—or...

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The ‘IF’ Factor

Fifteen minutes left. Time was laughing in his face, in autocratic control of the situation. He was subject to the intervals. The sunlight beckoned through the window, but he was afraid to rush to...

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Appointment

They are full today. It is a blocked date. We are dying to get in, everyone is dying; there is no room for death with nurses on vacation, so you’ll have to wait for...

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The Room

In the heart, there is a room That holds your deepest, darkest gloom. Inside that gloom there is a fright That your soul is no longer in sight. You cannot see quite who you are,...

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sib

short story   my brother takes me places because mom doesnt want me to go places alone. he brings me to the stores down the street and to the pool. in the morning adam...

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’14 Summer Swansong (part 5)

August 31st Louis’ steaks cook perfectly. I see the pink interior of the half of one that I fork onto my plate. The juices fill my mouth as I close lips around that first...

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Kill It

Sound Screams Fear postpone charlatan reactions to justice leaping into disastrous victory lies; even the good ones that create a vortex of honey in the pit of your stomach when the getaway is Scott...

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From Bogota

I was on the overnight flight from Bogota to JFK, the last leg of my 24-hour long journey home after a week of hiking and no showers in Peru. Usually for international flights I...

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Curiosity

Gongs ring, serenity in a temple Mountains, ruins, waterfalls Lost in timelessness, the depths of a dream Tender hues looking through a prism Paths moving soft light, angle unfolds Rippling water, secrets are told...

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Peaks

The time has grown long. Many have stopped climbing and headed back down. Some have just decided to settle on the spot where they grew tired. And now, two more have chosen utterly different...

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’14 Summer Swansong (part 4)

August 29th We pass the peach and apple groves as we make our way across the Boscobel estate. Locate an ideal spot upon which to picnic on which on the great lawn overlooking the...