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Full Body Massage
February 22, 2008 in 299 Words, Business, Entertainment, Fable, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Health, How-To, Immigrant, Politics, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Body, Bull, Business, Destiny, Epiphany, Generosity, Mercy, Moment, Myth, Shame, Touch | by davidbdale | 9 comments
He will be more difficult to satisfy than a man who only thinks he is a bull. That is Sunny’s opinion and she’s an expert. I keep my opinion to myself. I’ve not been in this country long enough to speak. With my diary, though, I’m fearless, and in my dreams, I revel in inexcusable deeds. Read the rest of this entry »
Some Hug
September 21, 2007 in 299 Words, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short stories, Stories, Very Short Novels, Writing | Tags: Illness, Memory, Mercy, Romance, Therapy, Touch, Yearning | by davidbdale | 13 comments
Two inches in any direction would topple the whole apparatus. But don’t think. Don’t think for godssake don’t talk, embrace the hug. Two inches along the plane defined by the circle of the horizon in any direction, if you must. But stop. Read the rest of this entry »
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