Category: Archives
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Mondo’s Market
“It’s the difference between want and need,” said the purveyor at the booth selling old factory doors, railroad ties, and sections of picket fence.
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Mobile
“The food changes as you move down the coast. First you’ve got Savannah, which is creamy and decadent. Then you move west to Mobile. Still creamy, but now you’re adding in cajun spice. Shoot over to New Orleans. The cream’s mostly gone, and the spice takes over.”
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Thrift Store
The article was hidden in a stack of old magazines in the back of the thrift store. How I’d ended up in that dusty corner of the oldest thrift shop in America is another story for another day. What was the story was that the article came in the form of a delicately snipped newspaper…
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Pinball
“You ever swing over to Darlington for their burgers? Two smashed patties, melted American cheese, toasted bun, onions diced so fine you’d think it was a sauce. Grease runs down your fingers while you admire it.”
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Green Hill
“Poor, poor young, grandson,” the old woman mused. The wrinkled skin on her bony hands reminded him of the overcooked chicken wings from last Wednesday’s church buffet.
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Wheelbarrow
“There ain’t no use in pushing it up the hill,” Larry said. “Damn thing’ll just roll back down.” He wrung sweat from his red handkerchief, dunked it in a bucket of stale water, and tied it on his head like Johnny Lawrence, the real karate hero. He’d been telling his wife for years how they…
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Spa
She remembered an image then, of brown hair shining in the sun, smiling with her sunglasses on. Only it hadn’t happened yet, a misremembered lyric became a memory she dreamed of having. The mind plays tricks on us.
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Coffee Shop
“It’s not a question about what you can control,” she said, grabbing the untethered blonde hair in her hand and moving it to her left shoulder. It’s how she focused on one thought at a time. “None of us are in control. How can we be more consistent with our efforts?”
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Gentle Voice
The gentle voice that talks to you won’t talk forever. You might’ve heard that line before. I have, or had – the tense don’t make no sense, as a classmate in elementary school once told me – years ago. This morning the words came screaming back in the form of 90s pop band Ace of Base,…
Mike Writes 