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Shapes in the Blue
February 5, 2008 in 299 Words, Art, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Love, Memory, Monologue, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Age, Fear, Hospital, Loss, Love, Lovers, Marriage, Memory | by davidbdale | 6 comments
We were twelve and stupid, American kids living in America, lying on our backs at recess. You like that? We lay on our backs side by side in the sun, in the grass, full of youth, looking for shapes in the clouds. Read the rest of this entry »
Ghostly
January 26, 2008 in 299 Words, Death, Entertainment, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Ghost, Haunting, Life, Love, Memory, Separation, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Death, Dream, Ghost, Loss, Lovers, Mystery, Parent, Revenge | by davidbdale | 9 comments
On the edge of my bed, his outline brightened by moonlight, his profile sharp and reassuring just as it was, then later at the market his round shoulder turning, hawk’s brow silent and still, his little cap tipped so familiarly, thereafter whenever I need him, Read the rest of this entry »
Life Line
January 20, 2008 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, Humor, Life, Love, Marriage, Memory, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Dialog, Loss, Love, Marriage, Mercy, Mystery | by davidbdale | 11 comments
—Do you plan to tell the doctor all my secrets?
—She won’t be testing for secrets.
—Suppose I tell her yours?
—You don’t remember them.
—That’s not fair.
—No.
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Bobcat in a Box
January 18, 2008 in 299 Words, Art, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Memory, Separation, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Abandon, Danger, Fear, Loss, Love, Lovers, Separation, Threat, Yearning | by davidbdale | 7 comments
Life may be short but forgetting takes forever, especially when they leave something behind. It’ll be four years now since Bob walked out with nowhere in particular to go, just trying to make distance from me. Read the rest of this entry »
Movie Night
December 31, 2007 in 299 Words, Cinema, Disability, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Memory, novels, Nursing Home, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels | Tags: Abuse, Age, Family, Fear, Hospital, Loss, Memory, Regret | by davidbdale | 3 comments
The room is dark and smells of disinfected pee with a hint of vanilla. Eleanor Barney must be here. Most of us have been wheeled into places and parked facing the screen but younger people with red ears are crowded onto folding chairs, noisy with outdoor talk, coats in their laps. Read the rest of this entry »
Alphabet Soup
November 10, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Memory, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels | Tags: Age, Fear, Loss, Memory, Mother, Son | by davidbdale | 9 comments
I don’t know this man across the table but if we’re dating, I’m a reasonably lucky woman, depending on my age, my looks. I don’t know much. A plate of eggs and bacon before him, scrambled soft, I believe they call it and nearby, toast in uneven stacks, so the meal is underway. Is this breakfast? Read the rest of this entry »
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