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Wind Prints I
December 2, 2007 in 299 Words, Art, Epilepsy, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Photography, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels | Tags: Art, Gallery, Girl, Illness, Photography, Son, Student | by davidbdale | 7 comments
A steady breeze billows the laundry on the line in photograph after black-and-white photograph along the gallery walls. Dad says they make the breeze visible. Read the rest of this entry »
Alphabet Soup
November 10, 2007 in 299 Words, Family, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Memory, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels | Tags: Age, Fear, Loss, Memory, Mother, Son | by davidbdale | 9 comments
I don’t know this man across the table but if we’re dating, I’m a reasonably lucky woman, depending on my age, my looks. I don’t know much. A plate of eggs and bacon before him, scrambled soft, I believe they call it and nearby, toast in uneven stacks, so the meal is underway. Is this breakfast? Read the rest of this entry »
Very Short Novels 