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Peace Lily
“A spider plant,” Ma said when she picked me up from school.I was disappointed. Kyra and I had been neighbours since kindergarten. And she had left me a plant! Not a pirate headband or a video game or at least one of the many treasures we had dug out together. That too some…“What plant ma?”“Spy…der plant.” She drawled as she helped me balance myself on the deck of her scooter.“Spy…der plant! Spaay…der plant! SPUDRR plant!!” I rolled the sound of it in my mouth as Ma cruised along the curvy road.“Will you please be quiet and let me ride peacefully…” Ma chided through her helmet.I held the handl...
Ida and the Stricken Savant
I remember the day she died.I wish I didn’t. I wish I could forget. One night I saw a storm in the forecast for the next day and prayed I’d be struck by lightning so I’d forget everything.I remember a lot of things about that day. I’m not talking about the day she died. I’m talking about the day after the night I prayed I’d be struck by lightning. And every day since then.I remember everything that has happened in the past seven months because God answered my prayers. Of course, he didn’t www.onedoor.ccanswer my prayers when my wife started getting stomach aches. He didn’t answer my prayers when she walked ...
Grimoire Aisle 4
TW: violence, death You know how people say you should try to be friendly with the resident weirdo at school or work ‘cause if they shoot up the place they’re more likely to spare you? Yeah, those people never met Irma Oz. And God I wish I hadn’t either.I liked my life. Well, more like I was content with it. I’d dropped out of high school, so I made a deal with Gramps that if I moved up to Chicago to live with him, I wouldn’t have to pay rent and I’d get unlimited access to his car. He lived in a beat-up old house that moaned and groaned under the slightest of breezes, and it took me at leas...
Funny Things
Doors are funny things. Maybe not “haha” funny... but maybe more like “force a smile and nod” funny. The kind of gut-wrenching funny that hurts so bad, all you can do is laugh. Yes, they’re that kind of funny, which is why I’m laughing now as I stare at two doors. Two choices. My fingers tremble as I raise my hand toward one and then the other. The doors are so similar, but there’s enough difference to give me pause. One path is darker than the other, more intimidating, but I suspect it’s the better choice in the long run. The other is brighter, easier... but there’s something I don’t trust....