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Together … Again

Posted by on Sep 18, 2015 in Featured, Short Stories | 0 comments

Together … Again

“You have sinned against God on two counts. You have lain with a man who is a Jew,” Peter’s father growled out angrily. Even as he spoke he strained to keep his voice low and unobtrusive. A tall blond man sat stiffly in his red velvet wingback chair. The words stung as if he had been struck across the face, a deep flush rising on his handsome face. His pale blue eyes darted nervously about the richly decorated drawing room. He tried to avert his eyes to anything else but the two pieces of coal smoldering angrily into his face.  A large fire...

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“My Boethius” – Excerpt from A.W.Strouse’s new book, “My Gay Middle Ages”

Posted by on May 22, 2015 in Reviews, Short Stories | 0 comments

“My Boethius” – Excerpt from A.W.Strouse’s new book, “My Gay Middle Ages”

After we had been living together for three years, Jason started saying that he wanted to get to know me better. The two of us were already sharing a bed, a bank account, and a wardrobe, so I didn’t really know what he was talking about. I tried to make an effort and began by discussing “The Nun’s Priest’s Tale,” from Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales. It’s about this rooster named Chauntecleer, and his henpecking chicken-wife. But Jason didn’t take the hint. He said, “You can talk about Chaucer with Arjun. I want to hear about you.” So, I told him...

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Coffee Bums

Posted by on Oct 9, 2014 in Featured, Short Stories | 0 comments

Coffee Bums

I was sitting outside Starbucks, enjoying my coffee, half decaf-half blonde extra nonfat, trying to think of a poem, something good.  Nothing. The best I could come up with, although I only gave inspiration about 20 seconds to show up, was a skinny haiku. Starbucks A tall blonde nonfat table outside nothing more cell phones chatter noise. It wasn’t much; but it started the day off on a creative bleep – see what else would come my way. With that thought, 2 young women baristas, clip boards in hand, walk up to the guy sitting at a table...

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Om Grown Food

Posted by on Oct 25, 2013 in Short Stories, SOUL FOOD | 15 comments

Om Grown Food

Chapter 10: The snappy saga of Dot & Dash continues … ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   Dottie looked out her office window, turning from side to side  in her swivel chair.   “Oh, my god, I had such a good time last night,” she said into the phone.  “I cannot believe how delightful Inky Patterson’s artwork is.  I love how he incorporates sand, seaweed, shells, sand dollars, starfish, and bits of driftwood and netting to create his amazing 3D effects.” “You need to go decaf, sweetie,” Dash joked.  “You’re like a hummingbird this...

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Time Travel Conversations: You Are GAY!

Posted by on Oct 9, 2013 in Short Stories | 0 comments

Time Travel Conversations: You Are GAY!

Time Travel Conversations with my Teenage Self, part 3 —————————————- You are GAY. Just accept it. “You never got married?” He asked with sincere disappointment. “No.” “Girlfriends?” He’s desperate. He’s 17. He wants to get laid. I get that. “A couple.” “Did you…?” He didn’t have to finish the sentence. “No.” “What the fuck, man?” He nearly shouts. “I’m not gonna die a virgin, am I?” This time it’s my turn to let out a sigh. Not at the f-bomb, but over...

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Time Travel Conversations: Get Over Yourself

Posted by on Oct 9, 2013 in Short Stories | 0 comments

Time Travel Conversations: Get Over Yourself

Time Travel Conversations with my Teenage Self, part 2 —————————————- “So you believe me?” I ask. I wince, hoping that I won’t have to go through the whole process with him. “Yeah, I’d recognize that nose anywhere.” “The nose? Not the eyes and hair?” “The nose. You know I practiced drawing it several times.” He gestured back toward the desk below the shelf where his much-newer transformer stood. On it was a notebook that my grandmother had given me when I was...

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Time Travel Conversations with My Teenage Self

Posted by on Oct 9, 2013 in Featured, Get Real, REAL LIFE, Short Stories | 0 comments

Time Travel Conversations with My Teenage Self

Every sci-fi nerd has the wild, crazy dream of time travel. For those of us who have held that fantasy, the one person we middle-aged geeks would love to meet is a younger version of ourselves. My blatherings today are of such a dream, and is the conversation that I might have should I ever ride along with a madman in a blue box or slingshot around the sun at high warp velocities. My exact time would be October of 1988, twenty-five years ago. I would have been 17 then, filled with every bit of hope for a better life and all of the...

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Baby Presidents

Posted by on Sep 27, 2013 in Short Stories, SOUL FOOD | 19 comments

Baby Presidents

Chapter 9: The snappy saga of Dot & Dash continues … ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Ooh,don’t you look sassy,” Dash said as he arrived at the corner bistro. “Hey, thanks.  You look perky yourself.”  Dot beamed at her brother and pushed out his chair for him with her foot.  “You do realize you’ve got a pink Post-It on your breast pocket.”  She pointed at his white linen jacket and reapplied lip gloss. Dash peeled off the square piece of paper and read it.  He laughed.  “I’m such a dork.  I’ve just walked 16 blocks with ‘Pick up Guy’...

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The Man-Gler

Posted by on Jul 26, 2013 in Short Stories, SOUL FOOD | 13 comments

The Man-Gler

Chapter 8: The snappy saga of Dot & Dash continues … ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Dottie, darling, you will not believe the day I had today,” Dash said and sank onto his sister’s overstuffed sofa.  “It was Take-Your-Gay-Entrepreneur-to-School-Day and Archie invited me to participate,” Dash said. “Sweet child.” “Yes, he is.  Well, I had to sit through some truly ghastly displays of entrepreneurship, and I use the word lightly.”  He sipped his iced tea and then touched the chilled glass against his forehead. “Do tell,” Dottie...

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Straight

Posted by on Jul 9, 2013 in Featured, Short Stories, SOUL FOOD | 0 comments

Straight

straight (adj.) 3h : heterosexual   For a long time, I thought I was a straight girl: straight ahead, straightforward, straight As, straight answer, straight-laced, get your facts straight. My small and tightly-knit group of friends in late middle school and high school was a mixed-grade motley crew who found each other because each of us didn’t really fit in with the rest of the girls in our own respective grades. We were smart in uncommon ways, each a bit too mature and ready to defy conventional habit and stereotypes, which, at an...

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