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Elevator, fiction about business 2

Hot Air

Short Story   Getting ahead in business, Jayson had been told many times, meant thinking fast and seizing opportunities. So when he, a lowly IT support techie, spied the Company’s President stepping into an elevator...

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Where There is Air

Short Story   Chris turned the key in the door and held it open as Kelly walked inside. ‘So this is it,’ he announced as he turned on the lights and saw Kelly, a...

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Thwarted Ambition

We arrive at our niece’s house for her daughter’s 3rd birthday party—early. Mira wants to “hug the babies”—our newborn great niece and nephew, both of whom will be there. She had hoped to have...

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Conversations

Swirling As wine in a glass To aerate, to breathe That the terroir and the vintage and the winemaker Can mean as much as each individual grape Each sigh Every word Raised and pressed...

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Peace

He unfolded the letter and blinked hard. Her body lay supine before him, and as he stood beside it, he read the words quickly, then over again slowly as he sank down on the...

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When We Believe

that Soulfulness is the embodiment of Perfection, We tell ourselves that we are imperfect, and incomplete. When we believe others must seek Perfection We negate their inherent Beauty and Soulful calling. Beauty is your...

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Showers

Sometimes I feel I am Floating through existence This feeling so numb As if I am a steady cloud Passing over my own self Until it starts to rain And the storm brings me...

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More Insomnial Moments

Quarter past midnight. The last remnant of relaxing chamomile leaves a tangy, bitter aftertaste. “Zigzagging to the light” plays across my mind as I put down an extended meditation on mentorship in Robert McDowell’s...

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Waiting

Waiting As if you would Come ’round for a chat I know that you could But don’t expect it at that So sit here I will To think of the weather The movement of...

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Choices

Poem Choices left and right Ultimately it’s up to you It’s always up to you You wonder if you could go back If you don’t like the road you choose Would you really have...