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Tara’s Story: old enough to work, young enough to dream

Tara crept downstairs, straining to make out hushed voices. Unfortunately, the stairs creaked under her weight and their mother and Quinn fell silent. She sighed, marching loudly the rest of the way while rubbing her eyes. She froze at the bottom of the stairs, as if she’d just noticed the two of them sitting atContinue reading “Tara’s Story: old enough to work, young enough to dream”

Tara’s Story Part 1

“Hello? Who’s this?” Tara said slowly. “It’s Tamy. Obviously.” her sister’s voice crackled through the walkie-talkie. Tara grinned, peering over the edge of the counter. She lifted the walkie-talkie to her mouth. “I can’t believe these actually work.” “Neither can I,” Tamy crackled. Tara sat on the icy tile, grinning like a maniac. “Do youContinue reading “Tara’s Story Part 1”

A half-revised article on failing

My original title idea for this was “No revisions: article on failing.” Because I had in mind the idea that I should fail in some way as I write about failing, about how failure is trying is improving and learning. Except then the idea of actually posting something that I hadn’t revised at all freakedContinue reading “A half-revised article on failing”

Family Ties: interlude

“My head hurts,” Tara muttered, burying her face in her knees. Tamy leaned against the desk, shutting her eyes. “Mine does too.” The house creaked; probably Quinn creeping down the stairs to get breakfast. “This whole time Nick was just pretending to spy on himself with powers the spy was trying to discover?” Tamy triedContinue reading “Family Ties: interlude”

Family Ties: the puzzle pieces align

“Alex was talking to you, wasn’t she?” Nick accused.
Tamy slid into the seat, squinting at the bright reflection from the aluminum bench.
“Alex?” their mother asked across the table. “She’s out of town.”

Family Ties: Carnival Stand Scams

“You have fun with that,” Tamy called. Quinn didn’t appear to hear her. Tamy could have blamed it on the packed walkways of the park, the roaring of a red roller coaster car over their heads, but she didn’t. She sighed as Quinn disappeared into the buzzing crowd. “I’m sure he’ll have fun standing inContinue reading “Family Ties: Carnival Stand Scams”

down, right, up, and not for mobile (unnamed poem)

Twenty-four hours are a tank In seaworld, cold salt water Holding dolphins, You can go down, Down, Down, holding hourglass dolphins hostage hoping to and concrete containing blue gallons just enough to question the glass to really believe in freedom not enough of an ocean Until you hit the bottom, concrete andContinue reading “down, right, up, and not for mobile (unnamed poem)”

Family Ties: Super-save Mart

They took the bikes, because they wanted to look normal. They left the unspoken question of what normal meant anymore hanging in the front yard, waiting for them to return like some sort of hungry ghost.
“You have money?” Tamy asked.
“Of course. I found it in Alex’s desk.”
Tamy’s feet stopped pedaling. “You stole it from Alex?”

Family Ties: like normal talk.

Tamy plastered a smile over her grinding teeth, bell peppers and pork sticking from her lips. She swallowed forcefully. “Can I have the water please?” she asked their mother.
Their mother blinked, gaze focusing. “What was that, Tamy?”
“I asked for the water,” she repeated.

Family Ties: Disappearing Act

Tamy fretted over her suitcase. She’d forgotten to check what Tara was wearing today, so she didn’t know which color she should try and match with. Not that it really mattered. They’d stopped doing that in fourth grade, when they stopped looking quite as similar. But today it did matter. A tiny bit. She glancedContinue reading “Family Ties: Disappearing Act”