Paul Rees-Jones
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Spiced.
This was so crazy, but it was her idea. She lay naked on the bed. She looked over at the dimmed light on the night stand. She could barely make out the 930pm on the face of the clock. He said h…
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My Man.
I pulled my collar up against the wind. It was trying to bite hard and I wasn’t going to let it. The evening wore on like an uncomfortable shoe, never feeling right. Sure the streets were well …
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Mother and Finn.
It was late evening, the sun and all its fiery splendor was finally extinguished as it settled completely in the water of the lake. I had been coming to “my” spot for the last few weeks. My not…
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The Family Dead Man.
He smelled. It was a stink that filled his nostrils and made him want to vomit whatever was in his stomach. He hurt all over too, his head fuzzy with stink and pain. He climbed out of bed and h…
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The Visit.
Welcome friend,
Thanks for stopping by…
So thankful you’re here,
Time sure does fly.Here today,
Tommorrow gone.
Life’s too short,
Sometimes too long.I see you brought
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For Country.
Yes blood flowed in an endless supply of carnage. Screams of those not ready to bleed for their country. I knew what I had signed up for. I had steeled myself as I was given my orders. I am not…
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The End.
A blink of an eye,
Our lives.
A twinkle of memories,
Smiles and cries.
A burst of humanity,
Withered to die.
A spark of something,
Truth and lies.When the world collapses,
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War Hero.
Was it memory that led him to this place? Some distant recall from lost years of youth. He had lived in this town for only a short time, yet driving through its sleepy main street felt like com…
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Lil Dead Riding Hood...A lighter Side of Dark Fable.
Deep in the darkest part of the Forest of Shadows, a little girl walks along a faint path. In her hand is a basket of goodies, all meant for grandma. She wore the familiar red cloak and hood an…
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BBQ!
"Best BBQ ever!"
She looked at his smiling face. He was so cute the way he always knew what to say and when to say it. She was lucky to have him.
"You aren’t just saying that?" She smiled…
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Lovers.
They stood on the roof of the high rise. Holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes with such love. They hummed to each other, their favorite song and turned to the edge of the rooftop. B…
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Rhinoceros? Preposterous! I am a Unicorn.
Everything was as everything should be. The Magic Meadow, in the center of the Mystic Woods, was a serenely peaceful glade. The fairies danced in the evening light and the wind gently rustled t…
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Odd Couple.
"A sorrier sight I have never seen!" She yelled at him. She always yelled at him. It wasn’t that she didn’t love him. He just drove her nuts.
From the first day they met, he managed to anno…
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Love...from the Bitter Dreamer.
Such dizzying heights,
So high to fall,
Crashing to the ground,
A shuddering grand mal.Such wonderful delights,
Stripped quickly bare,
The problem giving in,
Letting yourself care.
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Still Waters.
The wind blew gently. He held his palm up to feel the breeze, it was cooler than the air, but not by much. The sun and its heat were slowly dipping into the water he stared at. The ripples had …
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The Bridge.
Wandering stopped at the bridge.
A gateway to the otherside,
A span of time and iron.
Over waves and distant cries.
My footsteps fell like anvils,
On plates of rusty steel.
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From the Journal of Dr Ladd.
June 1st 1996.
I met John for the first time in the summer I did my residence at St Marrow’s Institute. He was a patient and I was the young exuberant psychiatrist, fresh out of graduate sch…
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Busy Morning.
The cell was packed full of men. Constable Flight was breathing hard, wiping the sweat from his brow. His face was as pink as a lobster. He really had allowed himself go in the last 25 years. I…
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The One I Love.
Soft is the skin of the one I love,
Touch her cheek and live in smiles.
Kiss her to remind yourself of truth,
Hold her to disappear in sweet beguiles.Silky is the hair of the one I love,…
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Stubs.
The night was as cold as a hooker’s heart. It was the kind of night that chilled you to the bone, trying desperately to shiver my gloveless fingers right off my hand. I stood under that lamppos…
