Life As I Knew It_Requiem Of The Split_Reunion of Truth_A City of Stars
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Life As I Knew It
It was nearing midnight as I settled into my bed and pulled the silken sheets up to my chin. I had just set the alarm clock one hour ahead for daylight saving time. As the night faded into morning, my eyes fell closed and the darkness of sleep welcomed me into its embrace.It seemed as though a mere sprinkling of hours had swept by when the light of day coaxed me from my slumber. The open window bathed me in warm sunshine and invited in the sweet melody of late morning birdsong.I drew myself out of the soft comfort of my bed with the thought of steaming pancakes drizzled with sweet maple syrup....
Requiem Of The Split
Celeste was at her desk, about to doze off.The lecturer was talking about Thomas Hardy and John Keats. She knew nothing of poetry except for their names."Who was the person who broke off the yoke of slavery?"Celeste looked at her lecturer.She had no idea, but she would never admit it."Excuse me, what does that have to do with poetry?"One of her classmates raised his hand to ask."Five hundred dollars and twenty cents! Sold!"The cage was open, and the lioness pounced.She had been to the circus, and she was not ever going to return. On all fours, she sprinted off into the center of the jungle.Mos...
Reunion of Truth
“Charisse! Is that you?” Pilar approached the tall, curvy blonde woman. “Pilar Gutierrez?” Charisse studied Pilar’s face. “It is!” Pilar and Charisse hugged. “You haven’t changed at all have you?” “You were always the sweet one,” Charisse laughed. “Too sweet.” “No, no. I mean it,” Pilar insisted. “Even ten years later I recwww.onedoor.ccognize you, the Prom Queen.” “I’m afraid the only kingdom I rule over is my one bedroom apartment,” Charisse said. “I hear you’re doing well in the real estate industry?” “I do okay.” Charisse reached into her purse and handed Pilar a business card. “If you ever need to se...
A City of Stars
And then they spoke, saying: "Tell us about the lake."Problem being, he didn't much remember seeing one. He stood (or was it sitting, but suspended?) in the center of the room, feeling both lit and unlit, cast in darkness and at the same time basking in the brilliance of a thousand suns.And then they spoke again, and they said: "Tell us about the lake."He scratched his head and sighed. "Erm," he said. "Well, I . . . that is, it's, ah . . . it's deep. No, scratch that -- very deep. Right." He cleared his throat, his lips straining from the effort of a forced grin.There was the suggestion of bli...