Category: The Pocket Muse
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Your wish becomes somebody’s command
A dull yellow schoolbus rumbles to a halt and out comes a sole student – Mitchell Green. Without looking back, Mitchell begins his short walk home – no more than a mile. He feels the bus rumble away behind him, the vibrations pulsing through the road up through his sneakers and body. A forward swing…
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A Surreptitiously Obtained Roll of Film (Part 2)
Part 1 Marty plunged onward into the all-consuming dark of the warehouse, his phone’s flashlight doing little but draining battery. Minute after minute passed as Marty crept foreward cautiously, hands and arms extended, careful not to trip over something or bump his head into something. In this fashion, he lost all sense of distance, direction,…
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Two hippos go to church
The heat wave in the summer of 1954 scalded Boston, Massachusetts like a burn from a hot stove. Those folk in the North End fled their stuffy homes for a chance of a cool breeze from the Charles River or the Harbor, while those in the South End flocked east to the Old Harbor’s beaches.…
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Not Meant for This
Marco lived with his family in what was once referred to as the northern part of Canada, though that had little bearing in his life. He did know that he loved his woodland home, a true natural paradise it seemed. He also knew some inklings of the beforetimes, both from what he could discern from…
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A Wish Come True
The last time I got my wish: Merry Christmas! In the spirit of the day, the last time I got my wish would be everyday: after a lot of work, which in the moments seemed interminable, I love the life I live. I have several hobbies that bring me great pleasure, a fulfilling career, a…
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Present Tense Practice
With Select Words: vale simper fling cranberry kioske winsome prey quacky Deep in the Vale of the River Roaming, a traveler journies on the whispered promise of adventure. To his right, Roaming runs shallowly, splashing and spilling along fen and bog. He stops, plucking a plump cranberry, and popping into his mouth, reacting bitterly and…
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A Fool’s Paradise
Max, recently returned from his shift at McDonald’s, is now teetering over on the couch, sleep and heavy eyelids threatening to take him. The soft sounds of his parents whispering and cooking dinner flitter in his ears, exacerbating sleep’s spell. His eyes fall closed, his fate surely sealed, when, without warning, the door to his…