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Overpromised Heart
April 20, 2008 in 299 Words, Baby, Childhood, Entertainment, Escape, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Literature, Love, novels, Nuclear Family, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Baby, Daughter, Destiny, Embrace, Fear, Mother, Parent, Regret, Separation, Wife | by davidbdale | 5 comments
I promised my daughter my heart, forgetting it wasn’t mine. You were there, fat with her, already weary of the burden and beautiful, intolerably beautiful. You made demands: a hairbrush, a mirror, not that hairbrush, ice yes but not ice chips, a delivery date— Read the rest of this entry »
Baby’s Empty Bed
January 15, 2008 in 299 Words, Books, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Love, Nuclear Family, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Baby, Childhood, Family, Fear, Home, Love, Memory, Sibling | by davidbdale | 11 comments
The humid summer heat was murderous. Every year one or two were killed in our town, cooked in their rooms. At our house on the avenue, a fan in the attic drew refreshment from the night through our open bedroom windows and pulled the hot air up the attic stairs. Read the rest of this entry »
Our Baby Boom
May 7, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Baby, Ethics, Satire | by davidbdale | 4 comments
We’re having a lot of babies, not more than we can handle, but still, many, many babies. Last week we had six. Tuesday alone, we had three more babies. Read the rest of this entry »
Wake the Baby
April 24, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Anxiety, Baby, Parent, Therapy | by davidbdale | 7 comments
My favorite Thursday couple, smug but theoretically generous, sufficient to one another and seemingly self-contained, aspired to something more. To hear her talk of the baby was to be present at his creation. Read the rest of this entry »
Complaints
April 21, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Baby, Mercy, Odious | by davidbdale | 8 comments
They came to me when the first one didn’t work out. Ignoring procedure, they placed the baby on the baby scale themselves: cheeks like plums and blowing spit bubbles. A boy, I guessed, from all the blue. Read the rest of this entry »
Baby Talk
October 11, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Baby, Eye Contact, Girl, Possession, Revelation, Wisdom, Youth | by davidbdale | 6 comments
It has happened only rarely in his perfectly healthy life. He has reasonable relations with his spouse, his children, his parents, siblings, associates and friends. Read the rest of this entry »
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