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September 2015 - kale & cigarettes
500 Words A Day End Scene: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 10

End Scene: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 10

I’m leaving tomorrow to see my girlfriend in Colorado but all I can think about is her. We sit down at the table, my vision is trailing. My ears are deaf. All I can do is stare at her. We’re in the extra bedroom at my parent’s house, whispering. She grabs some oil and starts …

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500 Words A Day Look at Me: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 8

Look at Me: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 8

I got the call from my mom. She was crying. Crying doesn’t guarantee sympathy, she cried about everything. But this time I could see why. My sister texted me a few minutes later. “You going?” That was it. We didn’t need to say much to each other, we actually got along. I guess I had …

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500 Words A Day Waiting to Be Great: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 7

Waiting to Be Great: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 7

How is the world ever supposed to know my greatness when it keeps dealing me these average situations? For ten years I have been perfecting the defense for a mountain lion attack. Sense him leaping through the air Wait til the last possible second before he clenches onto your neck Turn to face him Fall …

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500 Words A Day First 30 Minutes: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 6

First 30 Minutes: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 6

When you walk out the front door so early like that, you can’t be sure what you’re going to see. There are, of course, the old-timers that are up reading the paper and there are, of course, the young type A over-achievers out for a run or doing their Pilates program in the living room, …

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500 Words A Day Last Gin: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 5

Last Gin: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 5

“You are shit. Everybody knows it,” he said to her with the two boys hovering around his knees. “I don’t see how you can talk to me like that. I’ve stayed with you all this time,” she responded through tears. “That’s just your problem, you’re too weak to do anything on your own.” The boys …

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500 Words A Day My Penelope: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 4

My Penelope: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 4

Twenty-two hours he had traveled to get there. You’d think his hair would be messy but it seemed to always look like he had just been prepped for a Ralph Lauren ad. He made his way around the corner an through the courtyard, carrying just his beat brown leather duffel. He saw the front door, …

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Chiang Mai Travel Photography

This article is about Chiang Mai travel photography My last trip to Thailand (Krabi) was not even remotely enjoyable as I had to stare at fat, hairy men in leather speedos in every possible direction. Chiang Mai looked a lot more promising. We stayed at the sala lanna hotel along the Eastern bank of the …

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500 Words A Day Tried as an Adult: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 3

Tried as an Adult: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 3

In 20 years I will be 36 years old. It’s not certain how they tried me as an adult, probably because I composed myself so well in court and have a reasonably advanced vocabulary for any human, let alone a teenager. I just think that if someone is a bad person that you should be …

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500 Words A Day Good and Straight: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 2

Good and Straight: 500 Words a Day Fiction – Day 2

“When a man puts shit in your face, what are you gonna do but smell it?” Robert said to him. Pops was never very good at using expressions like this at the right time. “I told ya, my back hurts,” Jim responded. Jim wasn’t the smartest either but the son of a bitch could drink. …

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