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Not Quite Kiss
October 24, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Bed, Gaze, Kiss, Laugh, Moment, Philosophy, Rapture, Transcend | by davidbdale | 4 comments
My coffee cup is a moment of stillness so unlike the headlong hurtling present. Painted Japanese characters dangle from its rim like icicles from a timeline. I don’t know what they mean. Read the rest of this entry »
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