“What struck him most was that this could not un-exist.” Pregnancies and miscommunication on a misplaced April Fools. Continue Reading Dear Story
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“And there’s the Milky Way splashed across the sky – right where I left it.” Amanda Barusch outlines the shape of stars and grief. Continue Reading Pegasus
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“You can have this memory, if you want, completely uncorrupted.” On the balcony, two friends talk away the world. Continue Reading From the Balcony
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“I put Gary down as just another relic of the hippy era eking out his pension in the Land of Smiles.” Bangkok, retirement, friendship, life. Continue Reading Goodbye ...
“She let his words gather then cracked them open like fruit.” Hospitals, daughters, relationships: how one woman struggles through it all. Continue Reading The Breach of Zero’s Perfect ...
“I would gaze up at the stars and sink into my dreams like honey.” A quiet tale of relationships, alcohol, and (mis)communication. Continue Reading Reunion
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“Joe was in seventh heaven. This was what life was all about.” A beautiful story of childhood and the freedom the ocean offers to us all. Continue Reading ...
“Our bodies can – get this, ‘bear witness to the pain history didn’t quite extinguish.’” A story of dating through OCD and grief. Continue Reading Little Somatic Messages
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“Like the holes, his fears would be washed away, disappearing with the passing of time.” Emotions ebb and flow in today’s wistful tale. Continue Reading Holes
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“Jane mostly has feelings, rather than opinions, which are harder to defend and easier to laugh at.” Class and generations clash in “Soup Kitchen” by Ellen Jones. Continue ...
“You have to focus on the good things. How would you cope otherwise?” Happiness after grief: today’s #TuesdayTale is “River” by Sarah Turner. Continue Reading The River
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“My dad’s dead now. My mum says that he was a hero. He died in a senseless war.” Today’s Tuesday Tale shows the wide-reaching impact of PTSD. Continue ...
“The air hung with inevitability. The sea still rose and fell in muted waves.” Today’s tense and mysterious #TuesdayTales piece is “The Storm Collector” by Rebecca Hawkins. Continue ...
Henry had recently taken a special interest in a new passenger— a young woman named Grace, who, Henry later discovered, worked the night shift at a local restaurant. ...
As the movie credits scrolled onto the screen, Lane clutched her armrests as if her life depended on it and angst-filled her abdomen. She turned and studied Charlie. ...
“He rose and stretched his arms above his head and yawned, his mouth as empty and dark as the cave.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “The Lord of the Fruit Flies” ...
“I sat across from Anna and felt a strange lightness lifting up my body.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “Weight”, by Erin Winseman. Continue Reading Weight
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“I met him in the Park, the day before he moved away. He said he would write, and he did… it was a love letter.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “Telephone ...
“The museum shifted from being a metaphorical conceit, to becoming a reality.” Today’s #TuesdayTales piece is “The Museum of Forgotten Toys”, by Gavin Boyter. Continue Reading The Museum ...
Julia stood on the steps of the house, the only person on her dead-end, abandoned street, applauding solo, in ghostly community with the rest of the country. Continue ...