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Daddy Loves Darfur
January 15, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Darfur, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, genocide, Literature, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Daddy, Daughter, Neglect, Politics, Yearning | by davidbdale | 12 comments
My stupid sister says she wants to be a Sudanese baby in Darfur. Mommy says when we find her, she’ll wish she was a motherless African orphan. It’s just emotion talking; I’m just emotional too. Read the rest of this entry »
Haunted Bridge
January 10, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 6 comments
I’m helping Dad break into his own house. The doors are unlocked. He can’t use them. They could fall off their hinges and he wouldn’t pass through them, for what they represent. Read the rest of this entry »
How to Live and Why
January 7, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 8 comments
I’m in a car and I’ve been shot. The car has a spongy suspension and a Scorpio air freshener that smells like Mexican hair products. Read the rest of this entry »
The Dive
January 4, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Suicide, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Accident, Crime, Epiphany, Guilt, Justice, Performance | by davidbdale | 8 comments
It was an admirable dive, technically haphazard but stylish like good slam verse, and confident despite daunting conditions, including absence-of-pool. The diver launched from his start point at the concrete median was not in diver’s trim. Read the rest of this entry »
Cluck Like Chickens
January 1, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | by davidbdale | 5 comments
How I love the silence of the office when my patients are under and my fees are being paid. I wonder if for them it’s like the deep sleep I promise. For me it’s a nap on a beach. Two minutes ago they were shredding the air with their grievances and then—snap! I haven’t seen them this relaxed since, well, last week. Read the rest of this entry »
The Contract
December 28, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Child, Mystery, Neglect, Suspicion | by davidbdale | 7 comments
When my child was born healthy, I didn’t ask “why me?” I cherished her. A hundred days I cuddled her, produced the milk, and she woke up alive. Read the rest of this entry »
My Eulogy
December 26, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Music, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Monologue, Performance, Rhetoric, Speech | by davidbdale | 10 comments
Dearly beloved and others, it is with heavy hearts we gather today to mourn my passing. Mine, perhaps, is heaviest of all. I know the current fashion is to celebrate the life of the departed, Read the rest of this entry »
Block Party
December 21, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Neighbor, Threat | by davidbdale | 1 comment
Saturdays the punishing sun lashes the asphalt of our tormented neighborhood. The fresh tar simmers underfoot. We’ve come together where the sidewalks meet the street, each tethered to a different house by an orange extension cord. Read the rest of this entry »
Kingdom Come
December 19, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Conquest, God, Religion, War | by davidbdale | 5 comments
When the great wars began, hundreds of clans held sway over portions of the enormous land, each with its own gods and culture, totems, legends, marriage laws and methods of war. Read the rest of this entry »
Giving Her Away
December 17, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Wedding | by davidbdale | 4 comments
I ride the bus of small hope, surrounded by my little monkeys. Because they want everything but are given so little, they hope for nothing. Uncomfortable with what little we can give them, and because they ask for so little, to spare them we offer them nothing. Read the rest of this entry »
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