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Butchie
February 17, 2008 in 299 Words, Childhood, Confession, Entertainment, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Humor, Memory, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Violence, Writing | Tags: Bully, Business, Childhood, Guilt, Vengeance | by davidbdale | 10 comments
He should only hang. He only survived his youth because he had his parents overmatched and lived by their protection. Their idea of punishing Butchie was to limit him to slightly less of something the rest of us couldn’t afford even a little of. Read the rest of this entry »
Something Like Mercy
February 14, 2008 in 299 Words, Death, Eternity, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Funeral, Humor, language, Literature, Memory, Poetry, Religion, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Death, Epiphany, Eulogy, Funeral, Grave, Hope, Mercy, Monologue | by davidbdale | 7 comments
The box is richly padded and, for one who won’t be stirring, roomy. I should have lived as comfortably, in darkness as conducive to long remembering. This is no way to begin. I am paper and bone in a box under earth as blunt as a clod. My words should be simple as sand. Read the rest of this entry »
Very Short Novels 
This is a close relative of a Very Short Novel titled Short for Family from 20 years ago. The revisions…