Robert Harris stared out the window listening his partner tell the new admin some lame joke; listening to her laughter, bright and thin and so utterly expected. Part of the requirements of the job, he supposed. Nothing like the laughter of his mother. Read more
The line was long outside the shelter. Tagart pulled his tattered coat tightly and stuck his hands under his armpits to warm up. He looked around, paranoid. Read more
One. Two. Three. Naomi blinked her eyes in succession as she waited for the light on the cross walk to change. She squinted and saw that the red hand was still lit. One. Two. Three. She kept repeating this process until the little walking man lit up in green. She quickly made her way to the corner as she didn’t want to be late for her shift. It was very important that she be on time today. It was the third Wednesday, after all.
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They walked up Main Street holding hands, bellies full of frozen yogurt, her daughter singing as she skipped: “Oh that girl was full of fun, she was so fun, so fun! And she loved yo-gurt the most, after bur-ri-tos, which was her most fav-o-rite!” Read more
From billyflynn:
“I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.”
-D.H. Lawrence
Times were once that a man only got to the top if he had the money, his money had the friends and he had something the power thought they could use. It was a Devil’s trade mostly. This time, though, things were different; no rock stars, no lined-up suited senators, wives in tow paying false homage and grabbing face-time on stage, no bullet-proof shields between him and the crowd, no teleprompter. Read more
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