My Writing: Short Stories

The Penis Problem

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The Penis Problem

The Penis Problem “I’ve got a penis problem.” The words alone didn’t rouse me quickly enough. Someone grabbed my right arm, shook me hard, jerking me out of a deep sleep. The king of the jungle, his loin cloth tented with desire for my forty-eight-year-old body, vanished. Instead, in the vague darkness of my bedroom, I saw the coffee-colored face of my son, Kaleb. The child of my heart, if not my womb. By the calendar, he was sixteen; some days he’d be going on thirty, others he regressed to two. “Mo-o-om, I have a penis problem.” The clock...

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Morrigan

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Morrigan

 Morrigan, a retelling of the Headless Horseman A whistled song disturbs my sleep. Just outside the churchyard, I lie, warm and drowsy, buried within the earth, roofed by a grove of dark pines whose fallen needles and verdant mosses quilt my bed. Loath to leave a lovely pleasure, I rouse slowly, lift my head, look above to find stars twinkling through rising storm clouds. No moon. Not yet. Except for the whistle, the world seems as drowsy as I am. The ditty stops, then starts again. Fully awake now, I gaze into the night. A lone man travels,...

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