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Tan Lines
July 9, 2010 in 299 Words, Childhood, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Club, Dancer, Family, Guilt, Memory, Secret, Sex | by davidbdale | 8 comments
We boys had a club in the attic of Mitchell’s garage, the whole time I knew him and until he disappeared. We had handshakes and irrelevant passwords to guard against infiltration attempts that sadly never occurred. Read the rest of this entry »
Under the Bed
October 2, 2009 in 299 Words, Child, Childhood, Danger, Escape, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Parent, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, writers | Tags: Child, Danger, Family, Fear, Magic, Mother, Parent, Sex, Yearning | by davidbdale | 14 comments
I had no magic as a child. I would have used it if I had, to stop the Boots from kicking me where I hid. Flat against the bedroom floor with the floor of the sky just inches above my nose, I knew no safer, more anonymous place to be, Read the rest of this entry »
All You Can Eat
May 23, 2008 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Food, Health, Literature, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Couple, Ennui, Food, Friend, Sex | by davidbdale | 2 comments
He showed us what was on his fork, triumphantly, as if he had made it or given birth to food. I have no idea what this is!, he told us. What is this? He made us taste it from his fork, reloading as needed, and guess what it might be. Read the rest of this entry »
Feeling the Feeling I Felt
April 7, 2008 in 299 Words, Art, Books, Entertainment, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Humor, language, Literature, Love, Marriage, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Art, Beauty, Bed, Hope, language, Love, Marriage, Poetry, Sex, Touch, translation | by davidbdale | 7 comments
The next day, I understood French. Standing by the curb in my bathrobe and slippers on a frosty morning, looking for the paper in the shrubs, I saw the sparkling blades of grass and heard the crystals crunch beneath my feet in a suburb of a suburb of New York City—all right, Jersey— Read the rest of this entry »
Loansharking for Dummies
February 2, 2008 in 299 Words, Business, Crime, Fiction, Flash Fiction, How-To, Humor, Love, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Betrayal, Business, Crime, Sex | by davidbdale | 4 comments
This is not my usual business. I’m what my associates call a financial adviser but occasionally I will let out some surplus funds at an agreed return to help a person pursue a dream. This could be college; it could be a night of romance with a special lady, a shipment of cigarettes, or it could be something we all take for granted like walking straight. Read the rest of this entry »
Sandbox Tantra
November 28, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Tantra, Tantric, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Children, Dialog, Family, Lovers, Precocious, Sex | by davidbdale | 8 comments
The kids are playing Doctor in the sandbox. Our first concern is what they use for instruments but we let them have their space. We see them in profile from the house earnest and still. Their lips are moving.
—Where does it hurt?
—Everywhere. I suffer from a general malaise. Read the rest of this entry »
Watchers
November 19, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Voyeur | Tags: Cheat, Danger, Eye Contact, Sex, Voyeur | by davidbdale | 9 comments
They come to Miami, he told me, because flights are cheap and the locals mind their own business. Same here, I told them, plus the women are drop-dead knockouts! I raised my glass and reached it past him in his wife’s direction; we all clinked glasses and I ordered a round. Where I come from, that’s a contract. Read the rest of this entry »
New Arrangements
June 2, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Life, Literature, novels, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Art, Music, Performance, Romance, Sex | by davidbdale | 15 comments
They were together in the bed in his room every weeknight for over a year, feeding on each other like prisoners downing their rations. Weekends were work nights, the only gigs he could get, and she was too young for the clubs, Read the rest of this entry »
Politics of Beauty
April 11, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Politics, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Beauty, Girl, Love, Nonentity, Politics, Romance, Sex | by davidbdale | 17 comments
Either she was magnificent and the world makes sense in a deeply unfair but ordinary sort of way, or her looks, which strike everyone who sees her as a force of nature, are the reasonable norm and the rest of the world falls short. Read the rest of this entry »
Funny Pink Animals
March 24, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Animal, Beast, Beauty, Comedy, Cry, Eye Contact, Fantasy, Human, Laugh, Love, Mercy, Romance, Satire, Sex | by davidbdale | 8 comments
Let’s all have a laugh at humanity, while we still have a sense of humor about us. It’s getting dark out there, my friends, where we make what we call our livings, but here in the room, where our private movies are staged and we are stars, Read the rest of this entry »
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