Three Different Ways:
Dreams, Madness, and Myths
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Memory of an Ifrit
You’re beautiful. But you know that, you egotistical bastard. I love you, anyway.
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Cleaning & Warming
Pair of professional cleaners at my house, helping me deal with something Dter had done in her room. It was an accident, but beyond my skill set to properly clean up. The reaction had drenched her bedspread, dresser, wall, and floor. I was able to quickly clean the mess from all but the floor, where…
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Growing Up
“Come on!” He is running too far ahead of me to reach. “Hurry up before they close it off! It’s so cool!” The boy was weaving through a parking lot. We pass a sign that reads “HARD HATS REQUIRED PAST THIS POINT”. He runs past a Rent-A-Cop that yelled after him. As I ran past…
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Why Keri Should Stop Chatting Online
An anonymized transcript of a voice chat between Keri and That Person where Keri is reminded that white is the default.371 words.
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Dream Journal: 2012-03-13.01
Keri wakes up in a dystopian future. Still cynical as ever.257 words.
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More Disjointed Scenes
Yea, so, earlier today I went away again. Two weeks of nonstop stress + fever? I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner. So I went round the way and came back with the most disjointed series of images. What follows are the scenes I could remember clearly on waking. 713 words.
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Just Another Day At The Mall
The rough driving wakes me up. Sometimes I think my father intentionally aims for every pothole, dip, and raised bump when he’s driving. He calls it showing off his luxury car’s smooth suspension. The only thing suspended here is his disbelief. Another bump. “See! I didn’t even feel that! If I hadn’t been looking for…
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Wit
Where Keri tries to write of the Sunday Scribblings prompt, “Wit”, in 143 words.
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The Lady’s Baby Blue
Sitting by the windows, I have a clear view down the road leading up to the Lodge House. Feeling suddenly alarmed, I look away from the Brother pouring my cup of tea. Before I have turned fully, I see a glint of light from the road and hear the sound of metal rubbing against metal…
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After
After the party After the feasting After the wine is spilled and dried After the kissing After the loving After the tears run down to hide After the loudness After the madness After the ecstasy that lives to die After the midnight After the dawning After the crowing at the bright dawn sky It’s time…
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