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Incommunicado

Submitted by • February 29, 2012

I have a collection of old used postcards. I enjoy reading the messages people have written on them. This story is not based on but rather it is inspired by the postcard dated from 1942. Thanks for reading.

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A man named Codrus

Submitted by • December 15, 2011

Killed his brother who had slept with his wife. He had been a drunk. He was exiled from Athens and lived in the mountains near a leper colony. He watched the lepers hitch in and out of their caves, carrying ...

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Fly

Submitted by • October 19, 2011

He tried to find her in the darkness but detected only the quickly fading warmth of his muggy, crooked comforter. He wished that he was still in the drift between dream and wakefulness that occurs with first-rising. It was morning, ...

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ONE TIME DAVE

Submitted by • August 4, 2011

The holiday lights and sounds wafting up from ten flights below lapped at his bare toes. From this rooftop terrace view the edges of extruding lower arches prohibited full exposure of the city's New Years Eve revelers below, yet their cheers cloaked ...

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The Leaping Bavarians

Submitted by • August 2, 2011

You are sitting in the Old Heidelberg Restaurant, glaring at a plate of bratwurst. Across from you, your boyfriend Stanley halfheartedly sucks down beer from a faux-wood, keg-shaped glass. In the 1930's the Old Heidelberg Restaurant was a boxing arena, with ...

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The Indestructible Man

Submitted by • July 20, 2011

The Indestructible Man was inspecting tangerines at the citrus stall of the local farmers’ market, a favorite pastime of his since he was a child and had discovered the satisfaction in weighing by hand the meaty heft of a palm-sized ...

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Incommunicado

Submitted by • February 29, 2012

I have a collection of old used postcards. I enjoy reading the messages people have written on them. This story is not based on but rather it is inspired by the postcard dated from 1942. Thanks for reading.

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A man named Codrus

Submitted by • December 15, 2011

Killed his brother who had slept with his wife. He had been a drunk. He was exiled from Athens and lived in the mountains near a leper colony. He watched the lepers hitch in and out of their caves, carrying ...

Read More 2 Comments Share

Fly

Submitted by • October 19, 2011

He tried to find her in the darkness but detected only the quickly fading warmth of his muggy, crooked comforter. He wished that he was still in the drift between dream and wakefulness that occurs with first-rising. It was morning, ...

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ONE TIME DAVE

Submitted by • August 4, 2011

The holiday lights and sounds wafting up from ten flights below lapped at his bare toes. From this rooftop terrace view the edges of extruding lower arches prohibited full exposure of the city's New Years Eve revelers below, yet their cheers cloaked ...

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The Leaping Bavarians

Submitted by • August 2, 2011

You are sitting in the Old Heidelberg Restaurant, glaring at a plate of bratwurst. Across from you, your boyfriend Stanley halfheartedly sucks down beer from a faux-wood, keg-shaped glass. In the 1930's the Old Heidelberg Restaurant was a boxing arena, with ...

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The Indestructible Man

Submitted by • July 20, 2011

The Indestructible Man was inspecting tangerines at the citrus stall of the local farmers’ market, a favorite pastime of his since he was a child and had discovered the satisfaction in weighing by hand the meaty heft of a palm-sized ...

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The Indestructible Man

Submitted by • July 20, 2011

The Indestructible Man was inspecting tangerines at the citrus stall of the local farmers’ market, a favorite pastime of his since he was a child and had discovered the satisfaction in weighing by hand the meaty heft of a palm-sized ...

Read More 3 Comments Share

The Leaping Bavarians

Submitted by • August 2, 2011

You are sitting in the Old Heidelberg Restaurant, glaring at a plate of bratwurst. Across from you, your boyfriend Stanley halfheartedly sucks down beer from a faux-wood, keg-shaped glass. In the 1930's the Old Heidelberg Restaurant was a boxing arena, with ...

Read More 2 Comments Share

ONE TIME DAVE

Submitted by • August 4, 2011

The holiday lights and sounds wafting up from ten flights below lapped at his bare toes. From this rooftop terrace view the edges of extruding lower arches prohibited full exposure of the city's New Years Eve revelers below, yet their cheers cloaked ...

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Fly

Submitted by • October 19, 2011

He tried to find her in the darkness but detected only the quickly fading warmth of his muggy, crooked comforter. He wished that he was still in the drift between dream and wakefulness that occurs with first-rising. It was morning, ...

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A man named Codrus

Submitted by • December 15, 2011

Killed his brother who had slept with his wife. He had been a drunk. He was exiled from Athens and lived in the mountains near a leper colony. He watched the lepers hitch in and out of their caves, carrying ...

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Incommunicado

Submitted by • February 29, 2012

I have a collection of old used postcards. I enjoy reading the messages people have written on them. This story is not based on but rather it is inspired by the postcard dated from 1942. Thanks for reading.

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