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I’m not a stalker, I promise. But it started this morning over the phone when my son, who works in the ER, mentioned that his newest patient was an eighty-something man with a star-shaped birthmark on his chin. “Just like the guy you used to talk about when I was a kid!” he sounded chirpy when he said it. Then again, my son is always happy; it’s the way I taught him.Truth is, I was surprised that he remembered at all. I stopped telling the stories as soon as he was old enough to write diaries and the like, lest he started thinking I was...
Submitted to Contest #85
That’s the thing about this city; it attracts writers like moths to a flame.Legend has it that moths are drawn towards flames because they mistake its light for the moon. They say if you aim for the moon, at least you’ll land among the stars. Except, of course, when you crash into blazing hot light bulbs or burst into flames.As for me, I have known the city since it was a town, and the town since it was a village. It’s never intended to lure writers in, let alone trap them. Those poor souls, like the moths, always think they’ll find somethin...
Lifelong reader, occasional writer.
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