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michelle1resin

Hail The Harlequin

When the Harlequin entered the town square, no one hailed the clownishly clad comedian.

A curiousity came into the town. Clad in the contrasting, comic colors of the vocation, the clownish creation approached the square unaware of current events and startling the socially-distanced crowd of adults. "Come no closer, stranger," cautioned one of the younger women, Ameria by name, "for your own protection as well as our own." Truth be told, all the town's population held their own protection much more preciously...

Trousseau

A Different Christmas Carol

The season leads her to consider past, present, and future, giving and receiving special gifts

Alone at that bar on my thirty-fifth birthday, I had to disagree with those magazines that claimed this was my sexual peak. Having a drink while I waited for the tow truck, about the last thing I expected to hear was someone offering to buy me another. I didn’t need to turn to know he was drunk and desperate. The former was confirmed by the sound of the voice; the latter, by my appearance: the bulky sweater that masked my...

Thatnextdoorguy

Ode to a Muse

For all the women who have inspired me to write. This is my thanks.

At first, there was darkness. The kind of darkness that is absolute and oppressing, forbidding of contrast and all the more empty for it. In this darkness, layed a lump, oblivious and indifferent to its surroundings. A single ray of light pierced the darkness, like a herald to your glory. Suddenly, things inside the darkness took shape and the lump saw himself for what he was for the first time. Invigorated, the man stumb...

J8sun

The Real Little Red Ridding Hood

A new look at the classic fable

Little red riding hood approached her grandmothers cabin in the middle of the woods. The old cabin looked the same as it always did and she walked towards it completely unaware that her grandmother had company. "It's just me grandmother" she called out as she walked in through the front door.   She looked around the cabin and saw the fire lit and bread dough resting on the side by the stove, then her search was disturbed...