Tag Archives: Flings

Catch

Bzzz. Her phone vibrated on the table. She put it on the couch. Bzzz. She turned on the television. Bzzz. She turned it up. Bzzz. She opened her iTunes.  Then, a memory: Why do you want to listen to the … Continue reading

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Make That 7:09

If I was 17, I could find it in between the cushions of somebody’s couch. I could find it, I could find it. If I was 17, I could find it in a dream, a dime a dozen kind of … Continue reading

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Cut, and Cut Again

Cut, and Cut Again The basement was cold. Loud.  Lit by the fluorescent lights that highlighted her pink cheeks and drunk eyes.  She hadn’t wanted to come, hadn’t planned to stay.  She had told him she’d be back in an … Continue reading

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Square One

The phone rang.  She smiled a little as she picked it up—she was always pleased to see that name on the screen. “Hey, what’s up?” And so passed a few pleasantries.  She was pretty sure she rambled a little, but … Continue reading

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