Tag Archives: Elephant Words

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Portents

It began with the sound of the wind chimes. They had been hanging on my porch for years, stirring in even the slightest of breeze, their music a part of my daily life. But there was something different about them this time, an odd cadence

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A Transitory Encounter

The change in my office hours compelled me to join the early morning rush hour, a trip requiring two different train rides from my neighborhood. I quickly grew to hate it. Each morning was like a picture postcard, in the worst way: the same train

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That Divine Sound

Many faiths allege that Creation as we know it began with sound: a divine invocation for illumination; a single syllable that unites all under the godhead; a tale, woven by a traveling entity, from which the mortal we know it was transcribed into existence. The

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Everything Turns, and Carries Me Closer

“Get religion, man,” my friend said to me. “Give faith a try. It might carry you through.” He was an apostate himself and spoke in jest, but nothing else was doing much good, so I figured it was worth try. As an atheist, naturally disinclined

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Wilding

People will most likely say that I am mad, and perhaps I am. Though if I am mad, the madness has certainly aided my escape from another sort of affliction. In retrospect, I had been suffering from the malaise for some time, a quiet sort

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What You Aren’t Most

In the sepia twilight, shuffling past crude signs advertising sex in every flavor but love, he came to her. She helped him off with his sweat-soaked shirt, filthy slacks, and mud-caked boots; lay him on the mattress, and climbed atop. “The factory is closing,” he

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Dogs.

Beneath the red neon halo of promise, Elmer rubbed his hands together at the prospect of murder. “He ain’t comin”, Gantry said. “Shut up,” Elmer snapped. “He’s comin’. Every morning, he shows up. Feeds the bums before the early morning rush.” “‘Early morning rush’?” Gantry