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  1. The blaze scorched his face with painful intensity. He’d driven back into the evac zone to search door-to-door for trapped residents. His truck surged through a wall of flame. He prayed he’d make it to the other side of the blaze with the kids in the back seat.

  2. His mother was , he was never to go near the house on 3rd St. Selling for school one day, he couldn’t resist. He gasped when a boy with his face opened the door. “Who is it?”, a man called, then stopped. “Dad? But, it can’t be, you’re dead..”

  3. 30. tra 2019.

    Vanish He took the 9:15 down to Inglebrook, where he caught the fast ferry to Sunderry. From there, it was a simple matter to shed his skin, piss away his sin, calmly forget his life before, and disappear beyond the silver door.

  4. 23. tra 2019.

    I vehemently denied there would be danger on this trip. "Look Sam, Roger said it was a hum-drum lead to an old case. We're just going to interview some old lady." Sam's eyes bulged. "Then tell me why he's packing holy water, wooden stakes, and shotguns!"

  5. Put your hand on the trunk. Feel the bark and how it bites you. Get closer. Listen to the spring. Breathe the pines. Slow. And be careful, you’re about to sink into the trees. You’re about to vanish into the earth and forget your mind. You’re about to blur.

  6. 23. tra 2019.

    He sat tied to a chair, his glare ice-cold, his lips curled into a defiant sneer. Fists, billy clubs, electric shocks, all shrugged off without so much as a grunt. Then the Jar Jar Binks movie marathon started. His screams and sobs tore through the night.

  7. 29. tra 2019.

    The for Tuesday is up! That means I can reveal the prompt! The tiny tales Tues "theme" is "titles." We never give our short pieces titles. Let's change that for once!

  8. 29. tra 2019.

    Untitled: My wife's last words before she : "Publish my novel." I open her computer, and find it. A 200k word epic fantasy, edited and perfect. But no title. I couldn't name it. I pass it to our kids. They to theirs. Ad infinitum. Untitled.

  9. 23. tra 2019.

    Hot padmounted hunter green transformer. A clubhouse of possibilities for escapades & danger. Our little bodies were oblivious as we licked drippy firecracker popsicles in July. We made sparks with magnesium to light POPEYE cigarettes. I can still hear the cicadas.

  10. 30. tra 2019.

    Slip One breath A cloud of steam Under the stars But the words linger S u s p e n d e d In space That grows Between Us A slip of the tongue Can’t take it back I wait Breathless As your hand Slips from mine

  11. The room was dark except 4 the slither of light the moon cast over the wooden beams. The air was stiff, heavy and smelled of rusted copper. Just a few agonizing feet from where he sat, was freedom. Sitting next to him, the beast stared, daring him to run.

  12. 22. tra 2019.

    "What's the worst that could happen? Your computer shuts down?" Li turned to him, and spoke softly, but . "Worst? They're a high tech Corp, and have the worst brain frying, anti-hacking software. I'd be safer if you pointed your gun at me, cowboy"

  13. 23. tra 2019.

    -You can rest easy in dreamland later Bucko. The gruff southern accent could only belong to one man. -What I miss Russ? -Told you to call me Danger. My head aches. I look around. The room's cold, grey. -Where the Hell are we Danger? -Exactly.

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