Tag Archives: Fiction

Lost/Found

They tell me I lost my mind. Somewhere between the moons of Argos and Hotep, buried away in the freight hold, crushed between two boxes of dried proteins, I apparently went mad. They tell me they’re relieved I’m feeling better … Continue reading

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Peaches

When I put the first spoonful into my mouth, I started to cry. The sugar melted on my tongue and the sweet tartness of the juices made the roof of my mouth tingle. A teardrop reached the corner of my … Continue reading

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Wake Up

“Do you ever wake up and get annoyed that the world still exists?” David thought about the question, pressing the soggy flakes of his cereal under the milk with the tip of his spoon. At the other end of the … Continue reading

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Before the Dawn

The days were getting longer, the early morning sky streaked with dull sunlight when he rose now, the clouds like a pane of frosted glass through which the light struggled to shine. Henry folded the last of Stephanie’s clothes into … Continue reading

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A Moral-less “Down and Out”

George Orwell’s Down and Out in Paris and London takes us out of the 18th and 19th century and catapults us into the ‘modern’ age of the 20th. Just as in Moll Flanders, the story laid out in Down and … Continue reading

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Movement

Moving is hard for writers. I think it’s hard for everyone, of course, but being a writer and moving presents a unique set of problems that I’m not sure everyone else experiences, or at least experiences to the same extent. … Continue reading

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The Wild

I worry, at times, that Rapunzel exchanged one ivory tower for another; one with bigger windows and more staircases, but a tower nonetheless. I wonder, sometimes, how unhappy she really was, cast out into the wilderness, sheared and alone for … Continue reading

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Measurements of Time

We were driving down to Oregon a week before Christmas, each contemplating what the move would mean for us, when the radio died. We hadn’t been listening to the radio; we’d brought a book full of CDs to while away … Continue reading

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Cyclical

When the atom bombs finally went off, mankind had the audacity to act surprised. There was mass panic and chaos all across the globe. Some people took to the streets, running as if they could actually escape the destruction. Others … Continue reading

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Lacan, Doyle, and Holmes: Men and the Feminine (Part 3 of 3)

From the start, the differences between the Lacanian interpretation of the Oedipal Triangle and the one presented by Doyle become evident. Women are placed first in the position of the males in the triangle, not always possessing sight but always possessing … Continue reading

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