VENGEANCE IS MINE
There you are.
I’ve been waiting for you to show up.
Yeah, just keep on walking like nothing in my world is your problem, asshole.
You have no idea.
I’m going to repay you for every fucking thing you ever did to me.
You seduce my wife, and then you get me fired for making a scene at work? How is that possible?!
I put up with you and that fucking job for ten years! Do you really think you’ll get away with that? Do you and your friends think I’ll just go away? Guess again, motherfucker: I have nothing to lose now.
You’ve made my life total shit. My wife left me like it was my fault.
I’ve gone on a hundred interviews since you got me fired, and they all say “Thanks, we’ll…
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Now it came to pass, when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born to them, that the [Angels] of God saw the daughters of men, that they were beautiful; and they took wives for themselves of all whom they chose. ~ Genesis 6
We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another. ~ Luciano de Crescenzo
I hear Judge Diavolo droning down at me from the bench:
“Since you came here to our town last Fall you have been accused of possessing a fake ID, underage drinking, public drunkenness, lewd acts in public, arson, pot smoking, shoplifting, trespassing, illegal entry, vandalism, under age driving, reckless driving, speeding, driving both motorcycles and bicycles without a helmet, going the wrong way down a one way street, jaywalking, assault…
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THE LAST SONGBIRD
Bless you for stopping to give me a ride. It will only be a few miles. I am Akasha Tubourn, a doctoral student in the university Department of Environmental Conservation.
Please, I must tell you an amazing story about a songbird. Yes, a songbird. I will tell you why I am agitated, if you will just listen. I call her Shaherazad. What? What was her real name? Why do you ask… yes, yes, you are joking with me? But I tell you I just knew that was how her spirit was called. Listen to me.
I have been working for years documenting the land management needs of nearby woodlands, especially an area I discovered that was amazingly rich in songbird activity. I was an intern for the Fairbanks Development Company while working on my thesis but I swear I thought that I…
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DADDY’S DOLL HOUSE
I am Melissa.
I am this many years old.
Today is Daddy’s Day.
I made my Daddy this doll house just for him.
My Daddy is sad.
My Mommy is at the hopstable.
Daddy says that Mommy is talking with the Angels.
Daddy says Mommy might go to live with them.
I don’t want Mommy to go live with the Angels.
I asked Daddy if the Angels can live with us.
My Daddy cried.
He said an Angel already lives with us and he kissed me.
But I made Daddy’s Doll House so the Angels can live in it.
Then they can talk to Mommy every day.
My Mommy and my Daddy used to play with my doll house on my bed with me.
Now just my Daddy…
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I JUST FELT LIKE IT
I call myself Eurydice in my band The Hummers but my real name is Anna (gag).
My dad is making me come along to see Grandma or else he won’t give me any money. I hate hospitals. I hate “nursing homes”. I hate having to live with my dad.
Things were fine when I was living with Jessabella and Chelsea, even if they kept calling me Spooge-Lips because of the white lipstick I wore onstage. But then Jessabella got a D.U.I. and Chelsea lost her job. Now I have no band and no place that I can afford to live except back with my dad (gag).
Now we are going to see Grandma in the Adios Hotel (no, that’s not really the name of the place). He says it’s important.
“Here we are, Anna. Shalom Bayit Nursing Home.”
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