Fiction & Poetry
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Fiction
“Beauty Contest”
I am not generally interested in my own appearance; nor do I care much about the appearance of others.
The Writer’s Voice
Poetry
The Poetry Podcast
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Novellas
“The Bicycle Accident”
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Of course, Arlette understood, this was not a tragedy. Tragedy would be a broken neck or spine. Paralysis for life. A coma.
“What’s the Time, Mr. Wolf?”
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He got out of the car, closing his door quietly, and crept through the woods toward the brick house.