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Perfect, Eric Evans
Perfect, Eric Evans
The Angle
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"Christ, those eyes. Those big, soft, amazing brown eyes. They just beg to be stared into. And those small yet full lips - they're so inviting. To watch them mouth my name would be ... ethereal. And the shoulder-length brown hair, pulled back into a ponytail and styled in a way that both timeless and contemporary, its timelessness being the reason for its fashionable style. What makes all these features the better is the fact none of them are highlighted or hidden by make-up. Her beauty is natural. In …
Circle, Jennifer Kircher
Lost Youth, Heather Lobban
Hidden Treasure, Tom Stockley
Hidden Treasure, Tom Stockley
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"They've started again. Their yelling gets louder and her mother throws a vase at the wall. It explodes with a shattering crash. Her father has come home from O'Leary's, reeking of whiskey and stale cigarette smoke, and her mother has spent her time awaiting his return with more than a few gin and tonics. As they begin to scream accusations and threats back and forth, she retreats into the linen closet once again. It's quiet in the linen closet. It's double the size of any other closet in their …
Downtown, Megan M. Cavanagh
Wishful Thinking, Sarah Ballinger
The Meeting Of The Hands, Cheri Crist
The Meeting Of The Hands, Cheri Crist
The Angle
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"It had been hot and dreary in the mountains the previous few days, but on this particular day, the humidity seemed intent on dragging down all which existed. The traveller, drops of sweat falling from the ridge of his brow, gazed skyward, hand shielding his eyes from the flickers of sunlight peeking through the relenting clouds. It had been days since his last meal; he had been sustaining himself with berries and the odd unfortunate jack rabbit which hopped across his path. To look at this man one would …
Dizzy, Jennifer Kircher
The Blood That Bleeds From My Souls, Thomas J. Seitzinger Jr.
The Blood That Bleeds From My Souls, Thomas J. Seitzinger Jr.
The Angle
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The Cold, Jennifer Kircher
The Cold, Jennifer Kircher
The Angle
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"He wonders why I'm sitting here by myself. Like I have a point to prove, he told me. I told him no, no point, nothing to prove. Sometimes it's just better to be alone when you choose to be alone. He's got the baby today. Back in the bedroom of my parents' house that is our make-shift apartment. He hates it there. I don't blame him. I suspect he's beginning to hate me."
I Think I Know You, Heather Lobban
American South, Sadia Robinson
American South, Sadia Robinson
The Angle
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"I's been livin' wid dem 'ere Grierson since l's wuz a chile. I can't 'member my family. I spent my ole days takin' care a de las' Grierson, Miss Emily Grierson. She was beautiful, wid her long curly black hair 'gainst her skinny white body."
The Porch, Jennifer Kircher
The Porch, Jennifer Kircher
The Angle
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"The lady in the green house sits on her porch every day at the same time I take my walk through the neighborhood. We never "catch eyes," she's been watching me since I turned onto Argyle Street. as I've been watching her. From the sidewalk I see her hair. once black, and now mostly gray, pulled into a loose bun."
Veol-Et-Vie, Andrew Greene
Helpless Suspension, M. P. Christopher
Memo, Eric Evans
Memo, Eric Evans
The Angle
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"Effective immediately, I am resigning as your Almighty Father."
Youth, Jerome M. Snyder
Perched Upon A Mossy Rock, The Minstrel Sang His Song To The Sea, Jerome M. Snyder
Perched Upon A Mossy Rock, The Minstrel Sang His Song To The Sea, Jerome M. Snyder
The Angle
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"There is an ancient man who resided on top of an ancient stone. Both had foreseen and survived that terrible day and the months of night that had followed. And together, they towered over the vast ocean. He used the damp black moss as his pillow and he let starlight be his night lamp as he fed on the ocean mist."
Alone, Mindy Hardwick
Dannyboy, Sean Hayden
Dannyboy, Sean Hayden
The Angle
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"Daniel ran through the backyard as fast as he could, his eyes constantly scanning the terrain for pitfalls and enemy attackers. He spotted movement by the old willow tree at the side of the house and quickly dove behind the woodpile. He slid a little ways on his stomach and then made his way to his feet. He moved carefully, but quickly towards the other end of the woodpile. He had to stay in a crouch, though, because the stacked logs were not high enough to cover him from …
Libra, Peter Scott Earle
Lesson, Jennifer Kircher
Lesson, Jennifer Kircher
The Angle
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"Who claimed that death is the end of life? You died-but all I saw happen was your spirit fill the world. And your words: Take flight, child. Don't wait for the end, the beauty is in the flight. You said, Some never know they can. And some are always waiting for the right wind. They will tell you of the security of the ground."
Sometime Star, Jennifer Kircher
The Garden, N/A Casey
Mortal Vow, Cheri Crist
Mortal Vow, Cheri Crist
The Angle
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"Shannon breezed into the house, her arms laden with various packages."
Curved Wedge 3, Dawn Whited
Endings, Mindy Hardwick
Endings, Mindy Hardwick
The Angle
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"The night we met, it rained. A gentle summer rain as the lights from the yacht club twinkled in the distance. The masts chimed in the wind. We sat on the bow of the boat as you moved closer to me until our lips met. A sweet kiss as the world changed around me."
Fear, Jason G. Lee
Fear, Jason G. Lee
The Angle
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"Its pungent stench rips at the insides of my nostrils as I enter the chamber. Suddenly, it is aware of my presence and falls into a dormant state of stillness, as if to camouflage itself from me. Yet, I know it's there, and it knows too. It is the essence of evil, and it is anything but stupid."
Visions Of Understanding, Susanne Bartz
Home, Laurie Ward
Home, Laurie Ward
The Angle
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"I went home the other day, to the place where I grew up. The houses all looked the same--same colors, probably not the same people. Nothing was the same anymore. As I sat on what used to be MY front porch swing, I saw some boys playing step ball across the street I-wanted to join them. I wanted to explain that if the ball went over the hedges in my front yard, it was only a ground rule double. I wanted to tell them that if they hit the …