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Category Archives: Prose
The Kiss
The chill of the air made him pull his arms tighter around himself. The television became muted as the porch door closed and he pulled me close. The crickets had their conversations while I stood wordlessly in his arms. I rested my cheek against the softness of his t-shirt and watched the paint peeling offContinue reading “The Kiss”
Ms. Dance Pants
All nights on the town end in mornings.
Let the mother burn
This prompt from thefakeredhead.com was used by our writing group.
Roman’s Kiss
“You have such beautiful lips, Roman!” Roman smiled. He liked coming to this place, Three Roses. The owner named it for her three daughters who probably didn’t know that their beloved home was now a shitty 3-star whore house. But debts were debts and he liked his kneecaps. His smile grew slowly across his face. The sameContinue reading “Roman’s Kiss”
Phil’s Day Off
She tried his phone again, and again it was off. Samantha inhaled, exhaled and then moved on to the next name on the list. Phil was rather impressive. New but impressive. He racked up more positive guest comments in one month than some of her other service providers did in the three years that TheContinue reading “Phil’s Day Off”
Nasia Gets Cold Feet
Dominic tasted the sancoche for salt as Nasia checked her email. As it was Friday, it was Dominic’s turn in the kitchen – an addendum to the contract that Nasia insisted on when his sancoche took the prize at the politically correctly named “People Who Can Cook” competition held by their current Internet Service Provider.Continue reading “Nasia Gets Cold Feet”
The Relationship Contract
CONTACT OF ROMANTIC PARTNERSHIP We agree to be respectful of each others rights and duly agree to commit to this contract for a period of five (5) years: 1. No incidents of direct physical abuse or violence. 2. No direct or implied threats of physical abuse or violence (to self, other, or property). 3. NoContinue reading “The Relationship Contract”
Gracie Max Gets Refreshed
“Mr. and Mrs. Fernando J. Max, welcome back to the HoneyPot!” – she was cute, clearly new. Yet the way she would not look directly into my eyes disturbed me, as it always does. After all, we spend good money here, and would like to be treated with respect. “I would show you to yourContinue reading “Gracie Max Gets Refreshed”
Thalia Ishvari 