Believing
Sunset blooms like a bruise in the wintry gray sky. Gentle night will bring snow flurries falling like stars. Kia waits on the porch to see. The post Believing appeared first on Blue Fern Press.
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Her kid wants a purple one, but it doesn’t come in purple. Em makes one, but homemade won’t do. The cape has to come from Krypton or Macy’s. The post Stellar Import appeared first on Blue Fern Press.
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Sharon’s dreams make more sense than the truth. She dreams night and day. Like Snow White, she hopes to sleep until the world is made right. The post The Real World appeared first on Blue Fern Press.
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They met Christmas Day at PDX. Ed played ragtime on the Steinway. Al sidled up to do a soft shoe. They untied their bowties over craft beer. The post At First Sight appeared first on Blue Fern Press.
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Ben blesses water he drinks. A Standing Rock elder taught him to thank Mother Earth and the Tualatin River. Ben is modern. He adds the EPA. The post Blessed Be appeared first on Blue Fern Press.
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Imagine waking up every day on a random, non-sequential morning, sometime during your own very long lifetime. That’s the life of Francie Phipps. On any given day, there are things in her past she...
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June 25, 1973 Before she opens her eyes, Francie takes stock. Her mind isn’t blitzed by a hangover, so this can’t be the day after yesterday. She smells fresh-baked pecan rolls, which means she’s at...
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October 6, 2018 Denise should win this thing, if Francie doesn’t do something to blow it. Francie is now 74 and ‘spry’ by the standards of annoying younger people. She has long, wiry, gray hair and a...
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August 17, 2027 Denise’s glass is mid-air, in the midst of a toast, when Francie has the stroke. A prism of light, glancing off the raised glass, shocks Francie’s eye, and she loses sight. For a...
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March 26, 1963 Randall must think this is romantic. Francie catches sight of him, breathlessly rushing toward her through the well-dressed crowds in the concourse. She’s standing near the windows at...
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