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Unexploded Moment

From the back of the canoe, I can feel his eyes rolling. He’d made the mistake of asking me what the first two exploded moments were and I told him. He was mute about Exploded Moment 1 which was a story so old it… Continue Reading “Unexploded Moment”

Exploded Moment 2

I walked barefoot down the hall, my steps wordless on the black vinyl runner that ran from the living room to the facing doors of my bedroom and my parents’. On the small table at the very end of the hall, a planter held… Continue Reading “Exploded Moment 2”