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Maabeloff's Transition

Submitted to Contest #215

When Gustav looked in the mirror, it was always the same.  That monster that he loathed was staring back at him with those marble black eyes.  His reaction was always the same, a groan of disgust would rise in him until he could no longer bear looking at his own reflection. It was an accident.  A horrible, senseless accident had turned the child prodigy into this disgusting creature who was forced to wear a mask when he went into public which wasn’t often these days.  He had played the palace at St. Petersburg in front o...

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Vacationing in the Poconos

Submitted to Contest #214

Officer, my given name is Arturo Barcelli, but I Americanized it to Arthur.  So be sure to use that one.  Arthur Barcelli.  Under occupation put down that I am  a businessman from Woodbury Heights.  Yeah, put that down, businessman.  That is what I do for a living.  Don’t look at me in that tone of voice. I know what you think I am, but you are wrong.  What happened in the past is the past. I’ve done what I can to put distance from me and that summer in 1968 when we went vacationing in the Poconos. You...

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I and I

Submitted to Contest #213

I and I In creation where one's nature neither honors nor forgives I and I One said to the other, "No man sees my face and lives" Bob Dylan I saw him again.  I was riding the New York Subway from Union Square to Morley Advertising on 72cd Street near Lenox Hill.  I was wearing my earbuds, but when I saw him get on, I removed them.  I wanted to hear his voice.  I wanted to get as close as I could to him just to see who he was or who he thought he was. But when I saw his face, it was like looking into the mirror at my ow...

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Post Office at the End of the World

Submitted to Contest #212

Zip Code 99999 belongs to a post office that most people don’t even know exists.  There is a seventh dimension quality to this place even Rod Serling wasn’t aware of, but it is real.  It is not the Dead Letter office or the final destination of letters sent by children to Santa Claus at Christmas time.  While it is not a vortex or some other alternate reality, the Post Office at the End of the World is exactly what it says it is and its chief purpose is to connect people who have long been disconnected for whatever reason.&nbs...

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Count Massey

Submitted to Contest #211

The fire at the Cascade Arms in Roseland was a five alarm blaze that reduced the place to rubble. I was working the swing shift at Advocate Trinity Hospital when the ambulances brought in a half dozen of the residents suffering from smoke inhalation.  The neighborhood around Cascade Arms is predominantly black and poor. Known to most folks as Section Eight Housing.  I don’t live far from there and I am all of those things, too.  During my senior year, I became part of a special program where I receive training as a medical a...

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Night of the Foo Fighters

Submitted to Contest #210

On September 2, 1945 in the early morning before sunrise,, Lt. Glieb was piloting an F6F Hellcat over the South China Sea from Okinawa to Kagoshima, Japan. This was considered a routine flight.  The war would come to an end in a few hours as representatives of Emperor Hirohita would sign the official treaty in front of General MacArthur on the deck of the USS Missouri. Lt. Glieb  duty was to make sure the skies over Tokyo Bay would be safe since there were stories about renegade Japanese pilot who would fly kamikaze missions during...

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Overworked Guardian Angel

Submitted to Contest #209

Life can change in a split second.  I know that sounds cliche, but I found it to be true. Simon was standing at the side off a desert road with his thumb out and a seven o’clock shadow.  His shirt was soaked with sweat and his shoulders drooped quite a bit. Feeling sorry for him, I pulled off the side of the road. “Thank you.” He said as he ran to my open window of my beat up twenty year old Toyota. “Where are you headed?? I casually asked as he got into the passenger’s side bucket seat.  “I’m trying to find Orson Newton.” ...

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Landed On Freespace

Submitted to Contest #208

I got the call when my sister Marsha passed away.   “Daryl, I hate to bring you bad news…” My mother’s voice faded. “What is it, mom? I’ve got a meeting in fifteen minutes.” I looked at my wristwatch.  “Your sister has passed away.” She sounded as if she had been crying.   “Marsha?” I gasped. “You have another sister?” She said with an edge to her voice. “Oh God, this is horrible.” I shook my head. “She was having trouble with her sobriety since Brian left a few months ago.” She said with a sniff, “I have the ...

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The Next Step

Submitted to Contest #207

“Jerry Culhannick.” He sat at his desk playing solitaire when his boss Harmon Newsome called his name.  It was quitting time for Chrissakes, but he answered just in case it was good news.  “Yo!” He hit the hallway on the move, nearly knocking over some of his colleagues trying to make an early exit from Crystal Image Studios. “Ah, you are in trouble now.” Carl Obleck snickered as he passed him in the hall.  Carl was among the herd trying to make an early escape. “Shush.” Jerry shook his head.  “Jerry, have a seat.” Mr...

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The Lighthouse Keeper

Submitted to Contest #206

Jan Gorshhiemmer was the lighthouse keeper at Kreigh's Landing near Aillik, Newfoundland.  The small jut of rock where the lighthouse sat was one of the bleakest places on God's good earth, but Jan had signed the contract and he was good to his word unlike previous keepers had been.   Those that knew him, however, sensed that there was another angle on his self imposed exile at the lighthouse.  Burt Decker, the town manager of Aillik, suspected there was a  tragic story that followed him to this desolate forgotten c...

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God of Frozen Things

Submitted to Contest #205

Given the name Siku at his birth in a small village a few miles south of Barrow (Utqiagvik) fifteen years ago, Raffie Torngarsuk was educated in a small St. Germaine, a small missionary school in Wainwright, Alaska where he learned to read and write English and worship a God that had not come to save his people.   Since his teachers had difficulty saying his name, with permission from his parents Ida and Petuwaq, they changed his name to Raffie Skye.  Since Torngarsuk was the Inuit god of the sky, Sister Yolinda told him as h...

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Colton, Nevada

Submitted to Contest #204

Colton is a ghost town in the middle Nevada’s of the Great Basin.  Under normal circumstances, I would have never been aware of this fact, but two years ago when my Honda Civic broke down driving north on Highway 93.  After seven years as a Las Vegas dealer at one of the major casinos, I saw things I did not wish to be a part of any longer so I decided to head back east to be closer to my own family.     It was when I noticed a rise in my engine temperature gauge that I began to worry.  With the outside te...

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Caught in the Thick of It

The alarms sounded as two armed men jumped into the backseat of the silver Honda Accord.  Gunfire followed the alarms.  The driver named Dane Oberfell put the gas pedal to the floor as the car jolted away from the curb.    “Hey cuz, what are you doing here?” Gordon Walsh said out of breath as he shoved the bag between us. “Dane, we’ve got to make it over the bridge before the cops do.”  How did I get caught in the thick of it?  It’s a long story that I am somewhat reluctant to tell, but as we race down th...

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Though We Flew Through the Valley of Death

Submitted to Contest #202

"So you bought A sports car?" Clyde Stanton admonished Bud Flexor as he pulled up in Audrey Stanton's driveway where Clyde was staying after his discharge.  Audrey was Clyde's twenty four year old kid sister who lost her husband on some volcanic island called Iwo Jima A few months ago. "Sure, it's an MG TC." Bud revved the four cylinder engine to add an exclamation to his statement. "Whadit it cost ya?" Clyde rolled his eyes as he frequently did over the past two years when they had served as Army Air Corps on board a B-17 Flying Fort...

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Elergy of Chainsaw

Submitted to Contest #201

“Hi, Celia Ruttelege here from Out About Town Podcast and today we are going to visit with Miles Abbersaul, the lead singer from the legendary hard rock band Chainsaw.  During the 1980 and 1990s this band was on top of the hard rock charts, leading the way for other heavy metal bands such as Metallica and Linkin Park.  Drug addiction and constant feuding among the members of the band ended their days of glory as the All-American heavy metal band.  Last week Colin Reicht passed away from liver cancer.  Condolences for the ...

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