Tag: drabble
member name: Liz H.
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December 10, 2009 02:47 PM EST --
Tell me
What’s behind the secret door?
Striped tiger
Prince Charming
Anaconda
Wild boar?
Tell me
What’s . . .
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November 04, 2009 05:29 PM EST --
Lula, at 60, was too old to be a whore, and too smart to be a madam. Scratching a living from the arid Oklahoma soil did not appeal, and she never did cotton to book learning.
But . . .
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July 09, 2009 07:38 PM EDT --
Implied, Not Explicit
Ratcheting buzz of uneasy voices, anxious shuffle of scores of feet. Their numbers continued to dwindle. Once again, they wait in the dust and oily . . .
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July 18, 2009 12:59 PM EDT --
Straight-line winds shriek, shake, and snap entire limbs from iced
tree trunks. A thickening layer of frost scrims windows and doors
shut. Local roads are impassable, and even . . .
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July 25, 2009 09:54 PM EDT --
The arid wind keened against the pitted hulls of the birthing ships. The planet
was barren of plant and animal life, its people reduced to a half-dozen elders
. . .
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November 04, 2009 04:06 PM EST --
The exhausted paint stumbled again, her hooves striking sparks in the rocky arroyo. Jase rolled forward, catching his horse’s mane, a fresh trail of blood surging down his side. He had ceased . . .
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October 02, 2009 10:38 AM EDT --
Bobby would never enter the haunted house un-enticed. Jimmy needed just one night, and the right enticement, to satisfy his need. Bobby took the bait, stepped gingerly through the swinging . . .
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October 02, 2009 10:44 AM EDT --
Jimmy needed just one night, but Bobbi would never enter the haunted house un-enticed. She took the bait, though. It was not so much his Russian dancing boots , or liberal sprays of Axe . . .
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November 12, 2009 04:39 PM EST --
Enviro-friendly West Coast technology uses the spring in your step to keep YOU in touch!
Limited clinical trials prove: subdermal implantation of our patented copper wire ankle . . .
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October 09, 2009 12:51 PM EDT --
They shot an arrow in the air
And where it landed?
We all know where
It pierced Diana through her core
Our lovely Goddess
Is no more
. . .
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July 25, 2009 11:33 PM EDT --
Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder
Some sing the praise
Of the red, red rose.
Of the exotic orchid,
They’ve many of those.
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December 04, 2009 02:16 PM EST --
I’m passing on nostalgia for slumber parties/senior prom. Hilarious and tender, they’ll be told later.
I’ll tell you about two mothers in their 70’s, a near-50 daughter, . . .
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