M.M. Butler

“Fruits and Faults” by M.M. Butler

Submitted to Contest #25

I.Pick up all toenail clippings from the coffee table.Lock the doors every time I leave the house.Remember coffee mug.Remember to remember.

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“Fruits and Faults” by M.M. Butler

I.Pick up all toenail clippings from the coffee table.Lock the doors every time I leave the house.Remember coffee mug.Remember to remember.

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“Fruits and Faults” by M.M. Butler

Submitted to Contest #25

I.Pick up all toenail clippings from the coffee table.Lock the doors every time I leave the house.Remember coffee mug.Remember to remember.

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“Three Dollar Bills” by M.M. Butler

Submitted to Contest #22

Three dollar bills. A dot, a C, and a jackpot. Sixteen people - some strangers, some born to celebrate together for the rest of their lives - gather around a table built for eight. Chairs are mixed and matched. Benches. Folding. Dinner chairs. 10. The dogs are excited. They’re released from their hiding spot to relieve themselves. They can’t squeeze around the table. There’s too many people. Rou...

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“Room Service” by M.M. Butler

Submitted to Contest #23

Snow’s only acceptable when it comes in the night. Not the dead of night when everyone’s asleep, like you did slinking in past curfew to make sure you wouldn’t wake the family dog. There’s that precious time of night just after dark when the automatic sensors go off and porch lights illuminate soft patches of watch zones. The corners of gutters. The tops of brick patio posts. Between the garage doors or the strategic lamp post keeping watch over the sidewalk. The best sno...

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