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Final Markdowns
February 7, 2008 in 299 Words, Business, Crime, Entertainment, Fashion, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Money, Politics, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Class, Crime, Knife, Madness, Money, Revenge | by davidbdale | 7 comments
Of all my tools, although more often I use a single-edge razor, I’m partial to the paper punch. I love the neat little hole it leaves behind and the ripping thwick of the two round fitted edges cleaving the fabric. Read the rest of this entry »
Christmas Goose
December 23, 2007 in 299 Words, Christmas, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Food, Holiday, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Violence | Tags: Butcher, Food, Holiday, Killer, Knife | by davidbdale | 6 comments
How you begin is who you are. Only a killer can do it alone; for others, whether you slice, chop or do field surgery, have someone reliable hold the bird by the wings at the shoulders. Read the rest of this entry »
Uptown Fare
September 23, 2006 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Knife, Prejudice, Race, Violence | by davidbdale | 5 comments
They are prejudiced, the cabbies in town. Because the sun has risen every morning in memory, they expect it to dawn during this shift, too, and dawn again one minute earlier each day until the solstice, then later again each morning like the year before. Read the rest of this entry »
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