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My stories

summer of sound cannons

as the occupiers of wall st. come out from the places that the cold rushed them off to over the brief winter months, now sleeping straight across from the stock exchange,

the missionary

crouching down to “get on the same level” as the child standing before her/him, with one hand brushing away a few flies that have nestled themselves in the hair of the kid

the agoraphobic

with deep chartreuse eyes big & peering through the crowd assembled against her will at her family’s home she slowly makes it through with arms folded & gripping herself

more than a handshake with darkness

darkness invites bringing out the self that matters (free of all the chicanery brought on by daylight) inside the lit candle light (painting only part of the face, allowing a subtle beauty

suspicious tones

whispers at the workplace drive the pretentious mad when the want to be talked about favorably for really any reason at all is overcome with a paranoia that things might not be quite as kosher

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