Category: Short Story
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Sad Girl
She sat in the straw chair by the screen window looking over the ocean with her eyes out of focus, her mind elsewhere. What seemed so beautiful, so serene yesterday seemed empty today. Yesterday the sunlight shimmering off the salt water in the bay tickled her eyes and her brain with pleasure. Today the same…
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The Smoker
Exhaling a cloud of smoke, he looked for his answer. “Clitoris” was what he got. Why couldn’t he just be given the answers to his questions instead of some ridiculous, indirect puzzle piece? This answer was actually relatively direct, requiring no more than three logical steps to determine the true answer, but sometimes he would…