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2 min read stories

Discover a collection of stories which are around 2 minutes read time.

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Aesthetics of Crying

You meet someone and later you meettheir dancing                         and you have to start againYou like cat one                           and you like...

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Of my days I’m directornot author                  and neither of us hasany moneyI was born with a wooden spoonin my ass                  Imagine my...

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Nature Poem

Yesterday it was marsh marigolds by the river with my mother and in the afternoon forsythia with Chris                  (he dislikes it) and today it is...

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The Terror of the Beautiful Is Our Terror Too

We can’t be other than we are and we are hungry for some fruitand we are holding up a tangerine in these our terrorized handsOh look how everything is...

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I Will Know You by Your Red Carnation

The box probably full of live animals or other animals has gone missingand with it the sense of crushed sadness to which we’d so lovingly tendedand now we...

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Theme Song

Because we are mammals we illuminate glasses of milkWe make wine and play the triangle whose corners ring through us to the nightWe are mammals in the...

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Moss Does Not Love Other Moss

It isn’t dark yet though it should be dark The grass is bright you can still see it and warm and you can smell it and elsewhere two people hold one another...

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Every day to wake up supposing so many lines at once they seem more of an air or some skinPlease give me enough darkness to hear a bell ringing and keep it...

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On my first day at the new job I scanned my whole body and could not find a nameI felt like a biblical error, I had to lie downEtiquette says a young widow...

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* Story contains bad language

She brings shampoo bottles home. I don’t remember if she did or not, but I swear she brought the sheets home too. I probablydecided to build a fort. Whenever...

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The Stranger on Burnside Ave.

In the shadows God is a stranger who stops me to say that car handles nicely. God glows like birth, and it's cold like we need the warmth of fire.Brisk...

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Narrating a Reunion

Wasn’t it a strange house? That swimming pool above ground?Some streamers & party horns, whistles too for the little ladies looking for balloons un pastel de...