Cherry Stem
by Michael Seidel It showed up in the pit of my left cheek. I didn’t notice it immediately upon waking, but during my morning smiling exercises my tongue started feeling tickled and raw. Dashing to the...
View ArticleThe Journal of the Last Hour in the Life of an Obsessive Compulsive Neurotic
by Catherine Owen August 18th 9:02 am. Dear Diary, He was in my dreams again. He was in my dreams again. He was in my dreams again. Tell him? Don’t tell him? Tell him? Don’t tell him? Why is there so...
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by Gale Acuff Miss Hooker’s my Sunday School teacher and I love her but I missed her this morning because she’s sick, our substitute told us. I wish I was with her to nurse her or whatever nurses do....
View ArticleHole in my head
by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal I was looking for the hole in my head. There was an eye in there peeking out and spying my every move. It wanted me to stay on the couch all day. The eye wanted to escape...
View ArticleThe End in Their Eyes
by Michael C. Keith Can I see another’s woe, And not be in sorrow too? – William Blake When Morley Benoit was still a small child, he began to suspect he had an unusual ability. What exactly it was...
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