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    That Time the Swamp King Saved Love and Television

    I submitted this weird little story to the February Apparition Literary Flash Fiction Contest. It wasn\\\’t accepted and I remembered I had a little corner of this space for the rejects. Enjoy! Alonzo hated begging but was good at it. ‘But you said you wanted to do something with that dating show you started a while back, and it’s a great way to get in the spotlight.’ With a manicured nail, Genevra pushed a curl behind her ear. ‘Alonzo, there is nothing you can say that will make me take all this,’ she waved her hands up and down her…

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    Dog Poop Scooping as a Maybe Misdemeanor

    I submitted this 1,204 word piece and received a rejection, so I figured it can\\\’t hurt to share it here. Enjoy. The garage was full of gadgets, sticks, and what all, each promising to make life easier for my dog owner self. A box nearly as tall and wide as my husband landed on the stoop and when he saw it, he grunted. ‘Whatchoo get this time?’ ‘Nothin for you,’ I answered, hoping against hope it would be the last device I’d ever have to buy. The dogs crowded around my knees as I cut open the box and pulled…

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    Beyond the Bean Stalk

    \\\’Honey, stop spying on him.\\\’ She turned to her husband and fussed. \\\’He\\\’s been at it for weeks. What do you think he\\\’s done? It\\\’s bad enough that the neighbors haven\\\’t let up since the last time.\\\’ He sandwiched her tightly in his arms that had turned to near stone after years of wood chopping. \\\’Darling, you must not be so concerned with those people. They talked about you for being a single mom and then they talked about you for being a widow. They talked about you because of Jack. They talked about you because of that giant business.…

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    A Blessing from the King of the Forest

    The leaves over his eyes rustled. \\\’Do you understand what you are asking?\\\’ I looked into those unblinking gold eyes, unafraid. My auntie had given me the information, explained how I would find the creature, and what would be expected should I make request. \\\’I do.\\\’ \\\’Do you know who I am?\\\’ \\\’You are Cernunnos.\\\’ I answered. The god of the forest nodded. \\\’Tell me what you desire.\\\’ My auntie told me that my only chance was to speak true. I took a breath and pronounced, \\\’To be a fawn again.\\\’ Cerunnos closed his eyes for a time, thinking. When…

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    Crime in the Bayou

    They say there\\\’s never a dull moment in the bayou. In all my time on the force, across all the crime scenes I\\\’ve had to investigate, this was a new one. The young man\\\’s face looks like it had been erased, his brown skin as smooth as a baby\\\’s arm. No lips, eye sockets, or facial hair. Naked, I see that the rest of him is untouched. He\\\’s muscular, tall-ish. It makes me sad to see him. \\\’We scanned his prints and it seems he\\\’s from Las Vegas. Reported missing a week ago by his mom. She\\\’s a pastor of…

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    The Horror of Responsible Plastics

    I rarely watch the news. I mean, all I need to do is look out the window of the train on my way to work. Hell, before that: all I need to do is look up, down, around as I walk to the train. It\\\’s a mess out there. But this morning, somebody left the news station on in the breakroom. Getting my coffee and I\\\’m hooked. There\\\’s a story about plastic not being \\\’as recyclable\\\’ as first claimed and they\\\’ve come up with a more responsible way to use it. I get closer, listen in. I\\\’m thinking so, what…

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    The Secret Powers of Gel

    It started when we were in middle school. Jamel would come up with these crazy ideas and I always shouted him down out of principle. \\\’Why not? They got gel pens, so why not use gel for other things?\\\’ he\\\’d asked. With a typical roll of my eyes, I said, \\\’Well, maybe. But ain\\\’t nobody gonna make gel throwing stars or spears or any crap like dat. After all,\\\’ I summoned all of my 12 years of street knowledge, \\\’gel ain\\\’t strong enough to be a weapon.\\\’ Jamel closed his eyes and nodded, his best impersonation of the wise old…

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    Man Eater

    Ol boy is mesmerized. \\\’Don\\\’t do it,\\\’ I say. He looks through me for a second and turns back to her. She\\\’s doing that thing she always does at a new club: dancing to her own beat, shimmying up and down, hands in the air and then pressing down her body. She sees him watching. Everyone\\\’s watching but she holds his gaze because this dude is hooked. \\\’I\\\’m telling you, she\\\’s more than you can handle.\\\’ He rips his eyes from her curves and I can hear the hunger in the growl of his voice. \\\’Whatchoo know, sho\\\’tie? You into…