Short Stories
To Touch the Torch of Freedom (An Immigrant Tale)
On the other side was the torch of freedom. All he wanted to do was carry it and share it with his little girl.
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The Ghost Beside Me
A ghost sat beside me, rocking slowly on the small, wooden chair. In the steely silence I could hear only two things; the rhythmic beating of my heart and the creaking of that chair. I […]
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The Roles We Play
…life seems to be one successive act of survival after another…
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The Door to Eternity
In joy she was so mindless yet in fear the mind was all she had.
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52 Years (A Warrior’s Lament)
He loved her right away, and when faced with the likelihood of his death they decided to commit to the love they felt. If he died he would die her husband, and she his wife.
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Moments Before (A Mature, Tantric Journey)
Moments before I had looked up at you, watching you bite your lower lip in time with the rhythm of your hips.
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The Captain
I know there is a part of me who is jealous of you while there is another part of me who fears being just like you. The two may never reconcile themselves, but I know I am more like you than you are like me.
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The Risen Man
…they will forever be bound in the life that births their quest, and the quest that births their life.
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“Make sure you grab the right hose” (A humorous firefighter’s tale)
It may be one of those things that we in first response rarely talk about, but we’ve all experienced. That “oh sh*t” moment….
