By The Yellow Light by, Melissa R. Mendelson I was nine when my parents got divorced. I could hear them arguing downstairs as I clutched Teddy in my arms. I always felt safe in this house. I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay with my mother, and for awhile, I did. But then my father came and […]
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Older Days I do not like this, and I miss the older days. Back then was good. I remember so much from back then. I had gone to London (I forget now why but I do remember the important things still). I had gone to London, and I remember the mansion. There were silver and white lights draped across the […]
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The Candle Lights by, Melissa R. Mendelson A soft glow slipped across the darkness. It chased the shadows away. All the unwanted emotions like doubt and fear became silenced. Peace was no longer a dream, and the body would know no war or struggle but a beautiful rest. And the eyes flashed open, mirroring the soft glow, and she […]
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The Girl In The Window by, Melissa R. Mendelson I first noticed her one night before dark. She hovered in front of the window, staring outward. At first, I thought that she was staring at me, but she wasn’t. It was as if she were looking at something else, but what? We were surrounded by woods. Was it something in […]
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The gulls perch in conference on the white rock. Beyond is the blue empty sky, the vast sea without sails, no horizon. Blue. Come, Jemjasee. Am I to roam this rugged coastline for eternity, this journey without distance? I feel doomed, my struggle invisible. You must come, Jemjasee. Save me from my weariness.
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Mimosa 1 “You’re ten minutes late. Why?” Frank’s question took her by surprise. If only Claire could tell him she hadn’t wanted to be late. That some things were simply beyond her control. So many things were beyond her control lately. Certainly, she hadn’t wanted to move to this hole in the wall. But she’d had to or […]
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The Plane Home By Douglas Robbins I’m on my way this time. I’m tired of being lonely, a nobody, living in the shadows of my life. I’ve been on my way before and always got stuck. I’m heading home now to a place I’ve never been yet always felt. The signs in the airport corridor direct me where […]
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The Camp By, Melissa R. Mendelson White snow clung to metal, begging for escape. Its watery fingers traced the barb wire. Cold tears fell, circling and plummeting to the ground, eaten by oblivion. A glimpse of sunlight tried to catch it but failed, and the fence shook with sadness. More snow clung and fell to the metal barrier that […]
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