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Having Heaven 7 – The Return

It was an instinct really, the reaching out to touch her mother’s face as she had done so many times as a child and Mayra had not expected to make…

Having Heaven 6 – The Virgin Points

Although Mayra had some very clear and solid memories of her mother, most of what she knew about Adina came from the stories her father…

Having Heaven 5 – The Sighting

These people were translucent like faded photographs, no, more like images viewed through celluloid held against a light. She wiped at her eyes…

Having Heaven 3 – The Knowing

“I had the craziest nightmare, babe. There was something going on but not on Earth and somehow Heaven got destroyed…”

Having Heaven 2 – The Dream

Despite the fact she called it an early night and how utterly exhausted Mayra was when she slipped between the sheets, sleep simply would not come…

Having Heaven 1 – The Test

Mayra was tempted to take the test in the restroom at work but as she stepped into the stall she considered if that was the memory she wanted to…

When Death Offers Hope

I awoke to a stranger standing at the foot of my bed but far more unsettling was the fact that he was dead. I was certain of this because I could see…

Some Assembly Required

In the midst of a tantrum burst of emotions, Robson stomped into his room and slammed the door shut so hard the picture on the wall to the…

The Blessing

“Do you even have the faintest idea why you’re still single?” my mother asks. Questioning me out of the blue is the way she offers her unsolicited…

The Randomness of 16

Kymmie became Somni’s sidekick, her partner in crime and together they hotwired a very large Oldsmobile in a Walmart parking lot…

My Name Be Entropy

I serenaded the twilight every night, luring stars close enough to be plucked from the sky, one by one, and I saved their beauty in my clutch bag…

We Call It Love

We tend to fight, even in our marriage, for warrior blood courses through our veins and sometimes fighting is right. Necessary.

A Tin of Snow

Tins were a wonderful thing to me. They were a depository where the things a boy kept precious could be secreted away…

The Wooden Cup

The last meal? Declined. Told that I might dine on whatever foodstuffs my heart desired, I found myself wanting nothing that would possibly remind me…

This Simple Truth

It was a dark and stormy night, the type I was all too familiar with—when all my estranged family and distant friends slept but I couldn’t because…

One Last Thing, Before I Go

My loved ones gather at my wake and raise a parting glass to wish me safe passage on my unearthly travels and as I feel myself being pulled away…

The Web and the Too Close Crescent Moon

I’m looking up at this crescent moon and it’s too big, like I can almost reach out and touch it…but my arms won’t move. In fact, I can’t move my body…

The Ennui of This Moment

He really did try his damnedest to live his life in a productive manner, the only bit of advice he retained from his absentee father before he faded…

Picture Yourself Being A Better You!

You know you’ve done it often enough. Hell, we all have. Who among us hasn’t daydreamed about living a better life? Being the boss of your dream job…

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