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The Final Piece
(Note – Sorry about the second post today… I decided last minute to enter the speakeasy‘s weekly submission competition for the first time ever. Next time I’ll plan it out better… promise!) The magic...
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What’s that smell?
The smell was noticeable, wafting from across the room where my nephew sat, face scrunched up and red, grunting. Crap… I knew what that face meant. I put the remote down and called over to him, “do...
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Sweet Kiwi – Speakeasy #109
It surprised me when she started to talk; I hadn’t expected her to take up my offer so quickly without any questions, without hesitation. I watched as Katerina dug her thumbnail into the flesh of an...
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Speakeasy #110 – Swimmin’ Hole
My life began with a funeral. Mama liked to say grief drove her to the “indiscretion” she’d had while her husband was down at the church, prayin’ for his mama’s soul to rest in peace. My real daddy...
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