by Angela Santistevan
It was close to an hour walk to Sissy’s house. Katie would often do cartwheels, front walkovers, skip and run across the front lawn of her yard to entertain herself. But not today.
Today she would ride her brand-new bike. It was beautiful, a purple ten-speed. It was her maintain-straight-A’s-all-year reward. She had no clue how long the trip would take on the bike, but on the way to her friend’s house there was a really big hill. Katie couldn’t wait to glide down that one.
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by Neesa Suncheuri
I’m at my psychiatrist’s office for a routine visit. I go every four weeks, mostly to get my prescriptions. I haven’t changed my medication dosages in months.
“Hello, Neesa, how are you?”
“I’m doing really well!” A smile on my face. “Last week, something amazing happened to me. I’ve become a Christian!”
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by Derek Flynn
Ursula used to be an actress. Now, she’s an alcoholic. She spends most of her days and nights in the same couple of bars on Oakwood Street, sitting in the corner by herself, drinking wine and writing poetry. She reads me one. It’s good.
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by Derek Flynn
I heard a Ruts song on the radio last night and thought of you. You were an exchange student, only over here for six months. We met when I was busking on Grafton Street. I sang “Simple Twist of Fate” and you said it was your favourite song. You went to throw me some money but accidentally threw me a dollar.
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I dreamt of Samsimeon again last night. He occupies my every thought now, night and day. And each time I think of him, I feel myself move one step closer to my own death. Not that it frightens me; it’s been a long time coming and any fear that death once held for me has long since dissipated.
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