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Flying with the Fishes
March 18, 2007 in 299 Words, Autism, Disability, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, novels, reading, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Disability, Family, Grief, Heartbreak, Monologue, Tragedy, Trauma | by davidbdale | 6 comments
Hello, we’re the Fishes. Welcome to our ambivalent home. Ha. One of our little jokes, meant to make you more comfortable. Okay. Let’s start in Michael’s room.
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March 1, 2007 in 299 Words, Books, Fiction, Flash Fiction, novels, Poetry, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Age, Father, Grief, Self, Sly | by davidbdale | 12 comments
Fifty-five years of job reversals and mortgage payments all come down to this: a slow trickle of bargain hunters with their Penny-Savers, picking through a houseful of used furniture priced to move, each piece tagged with a little red sticker like a drop of blood with numbers penciled in, Read the rest of this entry »
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