16Dec 2023 Ann B-D

The Persistence of Things

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(after the rocket attack) She died with a clean sink, with all the forks in the drainer points down and handles apart and not a speck of melted cheese in... Read More
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They say it’s about countries and creeds. Nope! It’s about this… – mh clay

19May 2023 Ann B-D

Sweet Willy

We were fooling around in bed one night, me and Tim, when we came up with the idea. Where did it come from? Maybe it was the weed we'd smoked, pretty good stuff, and like Tim always said, Garbage in, garbage out. Obviously, the idea was anything but garbage. Well,... Read More
16Dec 2022 Ann B-D

The Cure

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It just made me feel so much better. All it took was a few shots through the bus window. The crack of glass as the bullets hit, crazing the window,... Read More
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Worse than any disease. – mh clay

1Nov 2022 Ann B-D

X-IT

It's seven pm, a summer early evening, the hour when the swallows that live in the carport suddenly blow across the yard in long swoops. Celia leans against the threshold of her house, her arthritic hands cupped around a mug of chamomile tea. She watches the swallows dive and rise... Read More
10Sep 2022 Ann B-D

Betrayal

I knew Sam from Jerusalem, way, way back in the day when we were both new immigrants to Israel. In those days, everyone in the neighborhood had keys to each other's houses. Some of us had phones, some had washing machines, and it was easiest to share these things with... Read More
15Mar 2022 Ann B-D

At the Head Shop

The man behind the counter looked me over as I staggered into the shop. "Full up?" he asked. I nodded stiffly. I was afraid to move too fast. The man, George, lifted one hand. "It's all right," he said. "I'm glad you've come in. But why did you wait till... Read More
19Jul 2020 Ann B-D

Exasperation

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If I am so smart, why am I so stupid or is it more in that category of crazy when you think if you only do that thing one more... Read More
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Because, maybe it will, maybe… – mh clay

7Apr 2020 Ann B-D

Dice

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God is playing dice with the Universe. The Universe throws doubles. God sighs. Six million is a lot to lose. Now it’s God’s turn to hunker down and shoot. Snake-eyes.... Read More
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Laugh it off and double-down. Seven come eleven… – mh clay

26Apr 2019 Ann B-D

The News from Israel

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The t.v. announcer says Siren. 15 seconds. Direct hit. I think Toilet paper. Crackers. Cat food. The radio announcer says Cabinet meeting. Reserves. Call-up. I think Canned tuna. Bottled water.... Read More
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What else can you think when never-should-happen becomes every-day-thing? – mh clay