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The Rope Climber
April 5, 2008 in 299 Words, Childhood, Death, Escape, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Literature, Memory, Religion, Runaway, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: Boy, Childhood, Death, Escape, Grief, Guilt, Loss, Mystery | by davidbdale | 4 comments
Summer camp for boys had been a nightmare of fellowship and other itchy rashes. For weeks, he had tried to find somebody he could like or a hiding place, but they had pestered him with bows and arrows, canoes and climbing ropes. The ropes he liked. Read the rest of this entry »
Have You Seen This Child?
March 31, 2008 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, How-To, Runaway, Separation, Short stories, Stories, Travel, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Child, Escape, Grief, Loss, Love, Mother, Mystery, Regret, Separation | by davidbdale | 14 comments
When the night voices tremble in your heart, so do you hear where each of us is, except for me, except for the one who doesn’t call. Your bed is damp with not knowing. Left to the black glass and right to your husband, you shake your head No all night. Read the rest of this entry »
Strays
March 29, 2008 in 299 Words, Adoption, Business, Crime, Entertainment, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Literature, Orphans, Politics, Short stories, Society, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Escape, Missing, Mystery, Runaway | by davidbdale | 3 comments
I saw him surfing traffic in the city and knew nobody was looking out for him. The boulevard at rush hour was impassible. Nobody who wasn’t being chased by a maniac with a chainsaw would have tried to cross it on foot, yet he was running with the cars, Read the rest of this entry »
1. His Unhappiness
February 8, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Abuse, Escape, Marriage, Violence | by davidbdale | 6 comments
When we were dating, I thought it would end when we got married. I thought I could solve the secret of his unhappiness. Then we got married and it didn’t end. When we had our baby and it didn’t end, I knew it would never end but I didn’t leave. Read the rest of this entry »
2. My Unhappiness
February 8, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Abuse, Escape, Marriage, Violence | by davidbdale | 3 comments
Unhappiness! She talked about it as if it were a disease we could die from instead of what it is. A mood. The body’s own weather. I don’t have to tell you marriage can be stormy. Read the rest of this entry »
3. Their Unhappiness
February 8, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Abuse, Escape, Marriage, Parent, Violence | by davidbdale | 9 comments
People should have to get a license before they get married and go around having kids. My parents would never pass the test. Maybe the written. They talk like they understand. Read the rest of this entry »
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