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An Hour with the Ogre
December 5, 2009 in 299 Words, Child, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, Marriage, Parent, Relationships, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Abuse, Child, Drugs, Fear, Marriage, Mercy, Paranoia, Regret, Rehab, Separation, Son | by davidbdale | 4 comments
We sit at a table in The Glade—a room named for the sappy paintings of pastoral scenes on its walls. Their grasses and trees are carefully balanced and in them nothing lurks or lives. Read the rest of this entry »
A Lifetime of Fridays
March 30, 2007 in 299 Words, Drug Abuse, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Literature, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Abuse, Drugs, Love | by davidbdale | 8 comments
To calculate my age since breaking my wrist requires weighting the days of the week on a sliding scale and doing a little algebra. All days but Fridays weigh one day each, though lately the off-days have grown heavier, Read the rest of this entry »
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