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The Other Participants

· REMINGTON GRAVES ·

The Other Participants

“I want to see other people,” she said removing her glasses and rubbing the bridge of her nose with a long sigh. The light softly centering the both of them on that old black leather couch they received as a wedding gift a few years ago. “See other people?” He replied with a vulnerability in…

Yes Father Please Do

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Yes Father Please Do

Congruently disseminating and amid the crude dissonance, I rubbed upon the weathered beads while my back bone complained of the wooden pew. I demurred in my doting youth against the clergy and here I find myself staring at old, hard bubble gum on the floor inside the house of god, in the shape of Golgotha….

Survivor

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Survivor

Woeful and writhing, she wondered why and tearful. Automobiles outside her third-story window honked and hit their breaks. The chatter was your everyday buzz for a Wednesday afternoon. Her strawberry-blonde hair beautiful and slithering on the dirty wooden floor as she bit deep into her lips and spurted scarlet and spit. Coughing and cooing a murderous…