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They seemed all innocent at the beginning. Even their teeth didn’t hurt. But that wasn’t the case at all. Mostly nurture, but Ray just wasn’t a good father. Thought that meanness and violence was the way to approach the world.

» Posted By Bryan On 01.05.2019 @ 4:21 am


There are many of these places around the world. You can buy different things at this place. I like to go there because of the food. You also spend money to but the things that you want to buy. I am pretty sure everyone has been to one of these.

» Posted By Bryan On 05.08.2018 @ 3:22 pm


Catch is a part of softball. Softball is life. It is where you receive the ball once it is thrown to you. My boyfriend is quite the catch. I am sooooo lucky to have him. Catch makes me think of catching fish. Which I hate fishing..

» Posted By Bryan On 09.01.2017 @ 2:46 pm


He tied the lure to the end of the nylon string, added a few small lead weights, then cast the line over board. His aggressive cast nearly flipped the canoe, but he steadied the boat just in time. It could take hours to land a fish, but that was ok by him.

» Posted By Bryan On 03.02.2016 @ 10:09 am


The earthquake has shaken. The building, the floors, the pictures of my parents from the walls, the brick chimney from the roof, my nerves, and my sense of safety in this small town.

» Posted By Bryan On 03.01.2016 @ 1:14 pm


The energy in the conference room was rotten, pungent even. Smelled of death. The video projector cast third quarter financials on the wall. All reds, not a single black. Someone or someones, plural, was walking out of that room without a job.

» Posted By Bryan On 02.26.2016 @ 7:37 am


“The scientific method, man, you know what I’m talking about, don’t you! Proof! Evidence! Come’on man! Don’t play coy with me”. By the end he was screaming at the top of his lungs, his three-day old beer breath making it impossible for me to breathe at the same time.

» Posted By Bryan On 02.25.2016 @ 11:44 am


The’y like to think that everyone is perfect. That everyone has the life. But they can’t see the parts of us that struggle. They don’t see the pain. The tears. The sorrow. But by not seeing that, They also don’t see the beauty in all of us.

» Posted By Bryan On 10.15.2015 @ 9:08 pm


It did it all night. We were holed up in the hotel after the day of racing. The lady had looked at me when I had leered at her too-young daughter. I figured it was Europe, so what the heck. Nabokov, right? That was during the day when the sun was shining, it’s dark now and quite different.

» Posted By Bryan On 07.15.2015 @ 6:34 am


It was all the things that brought the different beliefs together. At least at this point, as the world seemed to finally be spinning down. She spent the summer by the pool as the sun stayed up and up and up. All things glittered for awhile. And then that Monday came.

» Posted By Bryan On 06.30.2015 @ 7:53 am


It was on that side that I found her early in the morning. Steam was still coming off the body as I stared from the other side, trying to muster the will to cross. It couldn’t have been long before when it happened. Even from this distance that was apparent.

» Posted By Bryan On 06.08.2015 @ 7:07 am


The sound of silence was deafening. It was life my Grandma’s funeral; no sound, no weeping, only silence.

» Posted By Bryan On 05.30.2015 @ 8:17 pm


At first I thought I had frightened her, and maybe I had, at the end of the day isn’t that how it starts? – but as it turned out it was deeper than that. It was something she would spend time and money to sit in a chair and discuss. No salve or lotion would ever solve the problem. That’s what fathers do.

» Posted By Bryan On 05.13.2015 @ 6:36 am


Always and forever I have felt stressed. Stressed when I lost my father at 9. Stressed to do well in school despite crippling depression. Stress in the workplace. And now stress at home for causing her to hate me… i don’t think i will ever really get rid of all of this stress.

» Posted By Bryan On 03.25.2015 @ 10:31 pm


I have always tried to be the provider. Never really fulfilled that duty though. I always spend too much to be able to really take care of anyone other than myself. But I’m working on it, you know? trying to be the best person i can be is the first step to providing for someone else.

» Posted By Bryan On 03.24.2015 @ 8:46 pm


I am american. Not something i am incredibly proud of these days. but knowing that i am not the one causing all of the issues, or mistrusting people because of where they come from, makes it a little easier to be a little proud of where i am from.

» Posted By Bryan On 03.22.2015 @ 2:23 pm


Flowing elegance giving no care to physical boundaries. Only those that the dancers have in their minds.For if they believe they are the Swan, the Rat King, the Toy Soldiers or the beautiful maiden waiting for her prince to chase her.

» Posted By Bryan On 03.21.2015 @ 7:23 pm


She felt just like she did the day of the bank robbery. A little flustered. She thought at the time that she and Dave could last forever. Money and kids and infidelity weren’t even in the picture. Just sheer bliss at this man. Man of her dreams. Like it would never end.

» Posted By Bryan On 01.05.2015 @ 7:25 am


If all we could do is walk into the water and bathe. If all we could do was see each other through the clean eyes that Tuesday morning brings. That would be something to take away from this. You can do whatever you set your mind to. Ninety days is all that it takes. Twelve steps up the ladder is the promised land.

» Posted By Bryan On 11.17.2014 @ 7:42 am


I woke up in the middle of night. I didn’t know what woke me, but I wasn’t quite feeling right. I was quite delirious. The room was spinning and I had no spacial sense at all. There was someone there though. Someone that I didn’t know. It was a man. Probably about 6 feet tall, ans quite broad.

» Posted By Bryan On 11.15.2014 @ 10:41 am


All that talk of the devil and what he had done to her turned off most of the ladies in the neighborhood quilting bee. But Gloria, oh Gloria!, she was a real card and thought it was hilarious. The better part of the hour she kept prodding her to tell more while the others kept refilling their tea in the kitchen and gossiping under their breath.

» Posted By Bryan On 11.13.2014 @ 8:43 am


Maybe it’s all about insult? or Something of distraction. I think it’s positive, I don’t know the word that’s why I’m depending on the word “insult”. Sultry, I think it’s about of something incredible.

» Posted By Bryan On 05.27.2014 @ 10:45 am


to heaven that I have to climb, lord for my sake teach my to take one day at time. This is the way to everything that is up or down, positive or negative. With the ebb and flow that is provided by stairways it i understandable that they are not trusted.

» Posted By Bryan On 04.06.2014 @ 10:39 am


I guess he was always suspect. The way he prowled around the neighborhood. The cats would run for cover. His tongue all hanging out. Those were the days before he was a dog. And already such a beast. I hated him like one hates a mom’s new boyfriend. As if my life depended on it.

» Posted By Bryan On 01.27.2014 @ 7:56 am


He was the high-stepper. The one with all the plans. Didn’t need college because he learned it all walking the woods in his country home with his father when he was a child. The insignia, the shine on the boots. It was all there to qualify him as the leader. And if you didn’t agree, there would be hell to pay.

» Posted By Bryan On 12.17.2013 @ 7:41 am


They stood on the brink, the horizon, waiting and waiting for the sun to just come up. If everything could just. There had been dark movements in the trees throughout the evening. Everyone is scared of bears. Especially in the dark when we haven’t properly secured our rations.

» Posted By Bryan On 11.21.2013 @ 8:28 am


It’s all they talked about. Just how it was back then, back there. Why they had even wandered this way was unknown except for the vague notion of “opportunity.” We hated them as much as they condescended to us. This land put hair on the chest, chilled the blood a bit. Occasionally inspired awe in the most faithful of us.

» Posted By Bryan On 11.05.2013 @ 8:16 am


There were eleven of them. All tall, mostly blond, fully-protected. Marching across the green at great clip. The sun was shining, but in the distance a storm was looming even though it was the lord’s day. He had great plans for us.

» Posted By Bryan On 11.04.2013 @ 6:45 am


You’re sitting mostly in the dark. They explained that to me once. The illusion is that the picture is moving. It’s like the flicker of the world after all. Hologram? We are just painted on the surface. Just projected. Just illusion. Thus, movie stars, all of us.

» Posted By Bryan On 10.31.2013 @ 8:52 am


Believe it or not, it was in the fall, things were starting their descent into what would become compost – a long sleep for the winter – avoiding the grey days to come. She was hot with passion for a man in Montana, or was it Wyoming, screaming that she was getting on a flight. That she had to figure it out. That she had to no definitively.

» Posted By Bryan On 10.30.2013 @ 7:36 am

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