“Whatever I say is confidential doctor?” Jeremy asked, not sure if he should continue. This was day 5 at the Mind’s Eye Health Center he voluntarily committed himself to. “Yes, it is.” Dr. Wooden replied. “Our sessions are held in strict confidentiality. That’s the spiel I give everyone, but I mean it. Now we were talking about the progress you…
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Brown Eyed Girl
“Stand Clear Of The Closing Doors Please” It’s 7:40am. Penn Station New York is a sea of people. I follow the flow of bodies through the train stile to a raised platform. I board a full #2 train, holding coffee from Dunkin Donuts, New York state overpriced. With standing room only I hold my beverage tight to prevent a straphanger…
Just Another Barney
Ramen noodles, two eggs, and a beef frank for dinner. As the water boiled in a pot too small for the job, Angie took another drag on her slim filtered cigarette, causing a chemical cloud to settle over the bowl of McIntosh apples on the kitchen table reserved for her estranged husband. Using a butcher knife, she diced the frank like…
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