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4-2: The Sun Sets on Sunset Valley

Posted on December 20, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

Young Watson was working on his novel. Unsure of what to name his characters (“I don’t like to define them too much,” he told his editor during the day he believed in editors) but certain of his totally fantastic, completely original … Continue reading →

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4-1: PSA Today

Posted on November 18, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

“We’re poor,” said Scarlett flatly. “You’re kidding me, right?” Daisy fretted. “I’ve got a dinner to be at tomorrow! I need that new dress!” “We can live like the princesses!” sang Rose very badly. When listened to behind a curtain, … Continue reading →

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The World According to Bender

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

It was odd, thought Bender, for him to be waking up so early. Had it been twenty years ago, he would be rushing out the front door with an overflowing briefcase in tow, silently swearing that one day, he would … Continue reading →

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3-7: Interlude

Posted on September 17, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

“I changed my mind. This deal’s wrong. The graveyard was wrong. You were wrong.” “I thought if you two could share me, you’d refrain from killing each other.” “Sex isn’t going to solve anything, Malix, but there’s not a damn thing … Continue reading →

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3-6: Heartbeats

Posted on September 9, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

It was in the spirit of common capitalism that Pandora returned to the little white house, head woozy and brown eyes burning with the whims of fashion. She thought for a fleeting moment of unstrapping her aristocratic heels, unzipping her … Continue reading →

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3-5: Pandora’s Box

Posted on August 29, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

The cake was made of memories. Each twist of the icing, each impeccably placed letter, each twinkling candle sang of a different day, a different teenage emotion. It was rather difficult to sort all of the years out. While she … Continue reading →

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3-4: A Chat Over Vodka

Posted on August 16, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

In ancient times, man learned through active studies. They conducted much research, and often they were their own test subjects. The experiments were generally on Tuesdays. They were often done to determine man’s relationship to some wild creature or the … Continue reading →

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3-3: The Saddest Elevator

Posted on August 11, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

Even the most avid wedding goer would have declared it a sorry mess. From the sparsely decorated living room, to the grand meal of macaroni and cheese, ending with the chosen location-the Belues’ apartment, the wedding was sure to have … Continue reading →

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3-1: City Eyes

Posted on August 6, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

  The whole city smelled funny. Vodka, scowling, realized this as the taxi screeched to a halt outside a tall, brick apartment building. With the opening of the car door, a distinct stench of antidepressants and rosebud perfume washed over … Continue reading →

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2-8: The Boy Who Waited

Posted on July 26, 2012 by Anonymous Miss

Winter had melted into spring and brought upon many of nature’s most glorious inventions. Weeds swarmed on the outskirts of the front lawn. The hedges threatened to conceal the windows. A bird had shat upon Bender’s suit as he’d been … Continue reading →

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