Scythes Anonymous

Czern clumsily held the sharpie marker and etched his name on the My Name Is nametag before pressing the adhesive to his dilapidated gray robe. The letters were crooked but he was satisfied with his handwriting. It had taken him nearly a month to learn to print the five letters. Still, despite …

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Sad Dementia Story

flash fiction

Barbara pulled the baked turkey from the oven and set it on the counter carefully. It was perfect! She did not want the juices to slosh over the side and burn her like they had the year before. It was likely that she did not need all that liquid in …

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City of Woe

city of woe

City of Woe ‘In the midway of this our mortal life, I found me in a gloomy wood, astray,’ My grief, my sadness, my sorrow I’d as lief go today as tomorrow Smother this life away And let me begin again. I disputed, I promised, I talked I imputed my …

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