Tag: fiftyworders
member name: David Rochester
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October 04, 2006 07:09 PM EDT --
She is alone now. Every night, she sits in the chair that was his for twenty years. The chair settled and formed around him, and it does not fit her. The upholstery smells of him . . . . .
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October 26, 2006 12:25 PM EDT --
He bowed deeply when she entered his domain, and showed her to the marble altar where she was to stand. He gave her a gold-embroidered silk gown to wear, and a diamond crown. Each day he knelt . . .
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January 17, 2007 01:28 AM EST --
My bright-eyed busy cat sat at the window, watching large snowflakes tumble from the sky. Were they feathers? Small birds? She patted the glass longingly. How disappointed she would . . .
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December 24, 2006 11:43 PM EST --
I look out my bedroom window into a rain-silvered Christmas Eve. My neighbors’ houses glitter with colored lights; occasionally I hear voices and laughter ghostly through my solitary walls. . . .
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September 27, 2006 09:44 PM EDT --
Power
The pale coral blossoms of her nipples contract to pointed buds of desire. She opens to him, wet and silky around and beneath him, her soft arms around his neck, her warm lips against . . .
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September 28, 2006 12:35 AM EDT --
She picked up the phone on the second ring. She hesitated. "Barry?" Her tone betrayed no hint of surprise. There was a long moment of silence on the other end of the line. . . .
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October 07, 2006 06:13 PM EDT --
The night he had her over for dinner, things went wrong. He'd made tuna casserole, which she hated. He hadn't followed the recipe correctly, and it was a soupy mess. "I don't . . .
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October 28, 2006 10:43 PM EDT --
I was early, and decided to admire the bartender: dark hair, blue eyes, rosebud kiss-coaxing mouth.
"Do you make a good whiskey sour?"
"The best."
"Prove . . .
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October 11, 2006 03:49 PM EDT --
trilled liquid opalescent nightingale melody carried twilight-kissed upon a thyme-scented breath
falls in the silken net of her black hair forms quicksilver dewdrops a crown of light
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October 17, 2006 05:25 PM EDT --
She slept on her side of the bed, facing away from him. Lying awake, he breathed in her warm clean scent. Tentatively he moved closer, put his arm around her. His cold foot touched her . . .
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November 23, 2006 09:05 PM EST --
Rain-colored pavement blends seamlessly at the horizon with cement-colored sky. I drive to the restaurant; it’s not worth the investment of energy to cook Thanksgiving dinner at home just . . .
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October 10, 2006 02:39 PM EDT --
"Can I help you?"
Her voice was high and bright, like a little girl's. Her face was young, shiny, eerily blue from the neon beer sign above her head. He looked at the . . .
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October 11, 2006 03:02 PM EDT --
A palsied chime from the bell on the bakery door announced her unsteady arrival. She held a dollar in one blue-veined hand.
"Can I buy some coffee?"
She inhaled the strong . . .
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October 15, 2006 09:12 PM EDT --
The road stretched ahead, grey in hazy twilight. He sat patiently in the line of cars. He allowed a merging driver from the adjacent lane to go ahead of him. One more car would make no . . .
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October 17, 2006 11:14 AM EDT --
Her breath was whiskey-sweet and cigarette-stale, her voice smoky in the humid night. The vinyl seat was damp and sticky; sweat dripped off the end of his nose onto her cheek while he kissed her.. . . .
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October 18, 2006 01:21 AM EDT --
He was busy and irritable when he heard her cry, but dutifully he picked her up from the crib. She wasn't wet, she wasn't hungry; he sat down and cradled her, smiling delightedly when she . . .
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October 07, 2006 02:14 AM EDT --
for Amanda W.
When the velvet pall of blackness fell upon her, she managed somehow to pluck a diamond-brilliant star. She turned her face resolutely from the night and clutched the star in her fist, . . .
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October 07, 2006 02:08 AM EDT --
He had sat with her for days, weeks, months, until Time blurred and there was nothing but Now. He read aloud to her from her favorite book, his voice steady. Again and again he kissed the cold . . .
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October 08, 2006 08:37 PM EDT --
He came home early; an unfamiliar car was parked. He saw a light flare and dim upstairs. He sat watching the house, his fists clenched.
She turned down the lamp in her son's room, . . .
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October 13, 2006 01:56 PM EDT --
The cell was six feet by eight, dank concrete walls slimy with mildew. He stood on tiptoe, clinging with blistered hands to the iron bars of the tiny window, greedy for a glimpse of the sky. . . .
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