A Tiring Day After Work

Louis sat up straight in his seat. He nearly nodded off. Not good to do at a red light. The man stifles a yawn and turns up the radio in an attempt to wake up, switching from his usual...

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Up The Lazy River

The sun beat down on me as the last hurrah of summer showed itself. One last heatwave had hammered the country making going everywhere and anywhere a nuisance. Well, almost anywhere. The road was disappearing behind me as I drove us to one of the...

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Small Town Secrets

Small Town Secrets It's hot out here. It's always hot out here. The heat just keeps rising and rising and rising. You think being so close to the ocean a cooler air would prevail, but... you'd be wrong. Spending so much time up north in a colder...

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A Dragon and his wife's hidden ride

Aetherion Stormscale stretched his mighty wings, letting the early morning light dance across the iridescent scales that shimmered like a thousand sapphires. The young dragon, barely into his 30s, reveled in the cool breeze that whispered through the...

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What Are We?

What Are We? "Wh... what...?" One year. For one long year, he has been working here; at Gold Star Inc. He had made friends, colleagues, acquaintances. Some he'd consider equals, many he'd consider his superiors. From the straight-laced Avery, to the...

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Cute Cousin Chronicle

Cute Cousin Chronicle Every summer. Every summer when school lets out and classes are no more. Every summer when the heat truly starts to rise and more people begin to wear shorts as opposed to jeans. Every summer when the skies truly are that bright...

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Bonding With A Colleague

“Ugh, what’s taking so long!” A gazelle shouted as the line for the most popular gay nightclub in the downtown area grew longer and longer with no movement in sight. Rodney wasn’t in a rush, but he had to agree with the gazelle, this was...

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An Angry Mother's Dissertation

An Angry Mother's Dissertation “Stephen Edward Dumas the Second! What am I looking at right now!?” “Uhhh... my bedroom?” And quite the... ahem... 'bedroom' it was. Somewhere – _everywhere –_ there was a _mess_. Be it in the corners of...

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Cleaning Couch Cushions

Cleaning Couch Cushions "Haah... oh man... how is this...? Ummm... shit, I hope this looks good!" What time is 'late'? Seriously, ask yourself, what time is 'late'? Growing up, your parents may define 'late' as being anywhere from eight o'clock to...

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Summer Daze

Summer Daze The subtle rhythms of a stylish car. Feel it then, as the wheels turn against pavement, rumble through the frame, vibrate the leather seats, and enter into your body. The sun from above illuminates you and the chic car you ride in, shining...

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Stop Feeding the Sharks!

Stop Feeding the Sharks! “HEEEEEEEYY!!! MIIISSTEEERRR!!!" He brought her home one day. He didn't know why he brought her home. He just... brought her home one day. Maybe he thought that their time together was worth starting a relationship...

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Breeding Bunnies - Cramped Conditions

Breeding Bunnies - Cramped Conditions _Smack!_ “What? What is this?" “Tch... a _to-do_ list. That's what it is." Why oh why did he wake up this morning? Why oh why couldn't he just stay in bed? Why did he move? Why did he budge?...

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