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Tricia Shulist

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Bob the Blob

BOB THE BLOB Enola looked disgusted. “Ew!” she said shaking her head. “How many times have I told you that is not cool?” Bob cocked his head and looked at her. “Seventy-six. Seventy-seven if you count right now.” She folded her arms across her chest. “Exactly. And yet you continue to pick your nose and look at it.” She looked frustrated. “Why?” They were at home, relaxing, watching television. Bob shrugged. “I’m curious. This is the first time I’ve ever had a nose. It’s interesting to see what gets trapped up in there.” He ...

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I Believe

I BELIEVE“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the life of our dear friend Evan ….”I shut my eyes and let the words wash over me. The pastor’s melodious voice soothing me, bringing me a modicum of inner peace, making today a bit easier to bear.I didn’t expect to be sitting here. In fact I rejected the idea of attending outright. How could I celebrate the life of my friend … lover … partner? Evan—who was everything to me—when I didn’t believe he was dead?I believe that he is out there, somewhere. I don’t—I can’t—believe tha...

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Her New (Old) Life

HER NEW (OLD) LIFE Hey Cal! Just thought that I would drop you a quick text. I’m back home! I’m settling in, and things look like they’re going to be okay. The house is pretty nice, considering … My job starts next week, and I’m excited! A new (old) start, am I right? Text me when you can! ~ xo Rosalee ***** Hey Ro! I’m glad to hear you’re settling in. And getting ready to start your new job! So many new things! I envy you—you’re l...

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What’s Left Behind

WHAT’S LEFT BEHINDThe woman made her way into the crowded bus, hoping to get a seat. Being of a certain age, she stood in front of the seats reserved for the elderly, infirm, or pregnant. She was neither pregnant nor infirm, but she was elderly. Well, not elderly elderly, but considerably older than the twenty-something sitting in front of her, eyes on his phone. He did not appear to fit any of the criteria on the sign above the seats. The woman, Donatella, “accidentally” kicked his foot. ...

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The Colourized

THE COLOURIZED A world in black and white. No colours—no deep hues. No blood reds, or turquoise blues, or summery yellows. Just black, white, and grey. A monotone sky, grey leaves on trees. No colour, just tone-on-tone grey. I often wonder if people know what they are missing not seeing colour, or is it like that saying—you don’t know what you don’t know? I can’t imagine a monochrome world. But I have to because it’s the law. “But what happened?” I asked ...

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Thank you Noddy. Thank you Nola.

NODDY YOU NODDY. THANK YOU NOLA Florrie walked around the quirky little gallery. The shelves were crowded with interesting and intricate pieces of art. The artist was talented and the gallery highlighted their work expertly. Florrie and her partner Liam were in New Orleans for a week-long conference. It was the last day of the conference, and they were scheduled to fly home the next morning. Florrie’s workshop had finished early, giving her an extra hour to do as she pleased. She ha...

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Consider Yourself Verbal-ized

CONSIDER YOURSELF VERBAL-IZED We’d been sitting looking at each other for almost a minute, not saying anything. It was awkward. “Well, Roxy, what else do you want to talk about? We have fifteen minutes left until the end of our session.” I looked at Dr. Carter. I didn’t want to talk about anything, really. I was here because of a court diversion program, to help me with my anger issues. Not because I felt that I needed therapy. Dr. “Call me Denise” Carter was my therapist. ...

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The Magic of Ruby

THE MAGIC OF RUBY “Mom! Can we keep her? Please!” Cassie looked at her son and his new “friend.” “Jake, I don’t think so. She probably has a family that’s looking for her.” Jake’s mom smiled at her son. “She needs to go home.” Jake’s new friend spoke up. “No, I don’t have a family actually. I am currently unhoused.” She purred and wove her way between Jake’s mom’s legs. “You … you … you,” she stuttered, eyes wide. “You can talk?” &nbs...

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Where’s Ian?

WHERE’S IAN? ‘The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here,” said Ian. “Where is here?” asked Jen. Frustration rose in Ian’s voce. “I don’t know where ‘here’ is, Jen! I just told you I don’t recognize the room!” There was a pause before Jen spoke again as she tried to get her own irritation under control. “Sorry, Ian, stupid question.” She paused, thinking. “Are you able to move around.” “Yeah,” he said, more annoyance creeping into his voice. “Why would...

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The Weather Gods

THE WEATHER GODS “I’d like to thank you all for coming in today. My name is Indra, please call me Ravi. I will be the arbitrator for today’s session.” Ravi smiled, looking at the gods seated in a circle around the table. “If you could go around the circle and introduce yourselves.” He looked to his right. “I am Zeus, Greek god of gods—” the god beside him snorted. “—god of lightning bolts, god of thunder.” The second god smirked at Zeus, and spoke, “I am the Roman god Jupiter, and&nb...

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How Dare They!

HOW DARE THEY! Kyla clenched her jaw. They were supposed to be her friends, and they had betrayed her. No other word for it—betrayal—pure and simple. She paced the kitchen, looking at Marnie’s Facebook page. There, for the whole world to see, were Marnie and Janice having the time of their lives. They had their arms around each other, drinks in hand, in some tropical paradise. Laughing, joking, probably talking about her. Probably laughing about the fact that the...

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Faith’s Very Bad Day

FAITH’S VERY BAD DAY “You’re burnt! Get out now!” said the voice on other end of phone. Faith looked around. She could feel the panic starting in the pit of her stomach, roiling her guts, nausea flooding her body, her vision dimming at the edges. Not now! Not now. Get your shit together, and get out! MOVE! She snapped herself out of the shock response, and leapt into action. She ran into her bedroom, grabbed her go-bag, leaving everything—everything she owned—b...

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The Box

THE BOX The two sisters looked at the box. It had just been delivered a few minutes ago, priority post. “Looks like someone paid a lot of money to have this delivered here,” said Nora, checking out the packaging. “Yeah,” said Jules, “But why here?” The parcel had been delivered to Jules’s house. She was the older of the two sisters, married to Yves, mother to a rescue mutt named Barney. And, unlike her sister Nora, lived in a sticks and bricks house. “Probably that’s the only address they could fin...

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Classic!

CLASSIC!I used to be king. People yearned for me. I was the best of the best. Sure, there were others that promised to do the same things that I did, but they never were as fantastic as me. I was a god.I am the iPod Classic, 2007 model, 160 gigs. Primo. I can hold thousands and thousands of songs, not to mention photos and videos. I have an actual hard drive built right in—almost infallible. My name is just “Classic.” No generation nu...

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The Singletons

THE SINGLETONS I walked out of my cabin, rattling the knob to ensure the door had locked behind me. I looked at the paper in my hand. Single Cruiser Meetup, Lido Deck, Poolside Bar, 7:00 pm to ??? I took a deep breath and headed for the stairs. When I stepped outside onto the Lido Deck, I smiled. It was a lovely evening. The sky was clear, a light tropical breeze ruffled my hair. This was exactly why I loved the Caribbean—the enchanting nights. Rhys always said … I shook ...

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