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How to Slash a Tire
I always thought it would be so easy to slash a tire, but there I was, sliding around the ice in my heels, trying to get a good grip on the thing. “Ma’am?” The man’s voice was concerned. “Do you require assistance?” Shit. Shit shit shit. The street had been empty! I was paying so…
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Through the Door
Elora dreams of nothing more than leaving the grey city she’s struggled for so long to survive in.
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Relief
My husband is dying. The kettle whistles and I toss the thought aside. It’s not as if anything can be done for him at this point. I just wish things could be different.
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Fragmenting Trust
Trigger Warning: violence, illness A crash pulled me away from my work. Something sounding like glass had fallen. The noise came from the other side of the house, but Maria was not here. It was probably nothing, I tried to brush it off and return to my work when I heard another crash, followed by…
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A Stranger in My Kitchen
It was a cold, blustery morning in the middle of November, well before dawn as I made my way downstairs to make tea before the baby woke up. Dawn would not come for another few hours, but that was the way of winter. I wrapped my shawl tightly around my shoulders. The kitchen looked just…
