Tag: supernatural
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She’s Always Dancing

Jamila undulates. She twirls and sways, her arms like two snakes, licking the air. Her performance touches every part of the dance floor, painted toes pointing as her hip rises and falls like a soft hammer. Jamila’s dancing because it’s what she was doing when it happened. If the music took on the physical form…
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Wicked Branches – Pt. 3

Sometimes rotten branches can be pruned. But sometimes the whole tree must come down.
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Wicked Branches – Pt. 2

Sometimes rotten branches must be prunes. But sometimes the whole tree must come down.
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Wicked Branches – Pt. 1

Sometimes rotten branches must be prunes. But sometimes the whole tree must come down.
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One With Nature

“You awake?” I reached out beside me to pat Allie’s back. The sun blazed through my eyelids, and a breeze wafted in through the open door flap, chilling the tent. I shivered, burrowing into my sleeping bag. I found hers empty and cold beneath my hand. “Hey, you need to close the tent. We don’t…
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Book of Fate

There was a knock at the study door. Fate grunted his permission to enter. The door creaked open, sending up a plume of dust from the floor. Fate coughed, dipped his quill, and continued scrawling in his colossal tome. He felt something hovering over him. A presence. He turned to see who it was. “Whatcha…
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Carol’s Serum

“Is this you?” He was holding the aging, framed photo in his powdery soft hands. The photo showed a lithe, bikini-clad girl of twenty-two standing on an unpronounceable Thai beach, arms outstretched, the sky and the Andaman Sea in the background. He ran a finger down the glass. “Obviously.” She plucked it from his hands,…
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The Storm

Rainy days. They’re supposed to be for inside adventures – reading, forts, boardgames, hide-and-seek. But in the 90s we were too occupied with television, video games, and CDs to really experience them that way. When the skies would darken, lightning flashing, thunder growling, and rain dumping, streaming from the gutters in transitory rivers, my sister…
