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Martha

I have always liked Tom Waits’ song, Martha. I wonder if it is autobiographical by Tom, or just fantasy. Here is my fantasy version of the backstory to Martha. I sat looking at the phone. It was one of the … Continue reading

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The Last Run

It was almost 4 o’clock and the sun was low in the west. The mountain blocked most of the direct sun and caused the flat, shadowless light, the bane of downhill skiers. I knew it would be like that this … Continue reading

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The Star Birth

Located near the New Jersey bank of the Hudson River the clearing was bordered by several large trees and spanned ten paces. Fading shadows crossed the clearing as dawn approached. Four men stood in the clearing at the four points … Continue reading

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The Star Breakfast

Mike woke as his alarm clock announced it was 5:30 AM. His eyes fluttered for a moment before they opened fully. He lay there organizing his thoughts. This was going to be a telling day. First breakfast with the Chamber … Continue reading

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The Star Dinner

Preface: The Star Meal is a series of short-short stories. Originally, I conceived of short-short stories being less than 500 words, which then grew to 750, 1000 and now 2000+ words. The Star Meal series provides a mechanism for me … Continue reading

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The Factory Whistle

“Pfeeeeet…pfeeeeet.” The Factory whistle blows. “Two,” he thought. “Time to get a move on.” He tossed off the covers, petted the dog’s head, made sure Sally was still covered by the blanket, padded barefoot to the bathroom and closed the … Continue reading

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The Corn Field

The corn was tall, even for this late in the season. It must be eight or nine feet, well above my head. It was that light, dead, dried brown and would normally have been harvested a month ago, but for … Continue reading

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