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Archive for the ‘Naughty & Nice (Nov/Dec 2008)’ Category

Escaping with Prévert by Maria Pavlova

Ordinary… She was hopelessly ordinary. Nothing special about her eyes, nose, eyebrows, hair, not a trace of any distinctive charm. She was like scenery that you see when your soul is empty.

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Confetti - Part 2 by Kristi Petersen Schoonover

Candi felt that old branding in her heart, scar tissue that had popped open again, a reinfected wound.

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Decisions, Decisions by Lisa Dyer

It was a dark and stormy night. Okay, so there was a full moon so maybe it wasn’t so dark, after all. And I guess, since the full moon was visible, it wasn’t so stormy.

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Sunfall by Jennifer Glenn

Tempestuous moon you greet me aggressively while spending
Moments with the tender sun and I should have known better than to call
Upon you in my mental stages of seasonal affective disorder

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Mina and Me by Mobi Aio

A man once told me that true friendship was rare amongst members of the fairer sex. It wasn’t our fault, he said. It’s in our genes. Females are petty, envious and extremely territorial.

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California Girls by Patricia Wellingham-Jones

We scramble into your white Mustang
top cranked down, ready to roar

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Intoxicating by Beth Labonte

At this moment in her young life Laura was experiencing the most undignified of rituals, one familiar to many college girls before her—the walk of shame.

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With Caution by Alissa Grist

There’s no escaping our
parking lines and the times I
stood alone looking down
wondering.

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Close to you by Marilynn M. Wilkins

Funny how the simplest of events can cause severe maladjustments in one’s life.

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My Troll, My Love by Kim Townsel

Without a doubt,
trapped inside out.

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A Glimpse by Caroline Skanne

The sun’s
Eye, watches
Joy unfold

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Confetti - Part 1 by Kristi Petersen Schoonover

Here was Candi at Lord & Taylor’s Paper Round-Up Boutique at last. She had been waiting for this moment for months.

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The Rival by Selena Thomason

My husband is in the backyard talking to the person I hate most in the world.

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The Dancing Stilettos by Shelley-Ann Gordon

“You know what they’re for?” the salesman asked as he noticed me examining a wicked pair of gold peep toe stilettos.

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Sneaky by Penny Luker

It gives me a chance to dream
in my own time and way.

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There Arose Such A Clatter by Anastasia Voight

Every year at this time I am reminded that I am named after a fictitious feline.

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Table for Three by Jillian Taylor

The sommelier pours a mouthful into the deep glass, holds it aloft by the stem, and swirls the wine briskly. The light dances in the translucent carnelian as the wine pirouettes.

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Have we met before? by Alison Sky

I guess I just have that kind of face. You know the one; the sister-daughter-girlfriend-wife-lover-chiropractor of that everyone thinks they know, but don’t.

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Let’s Play It Straight, Let’s Speak The Truth by Michelle Tan

That you,
someone I barely knew,
would love me.

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Condoms and Cannolis by Tamara Palmer

How Father Brennan, a good Irish-Catholic from the farmlands of Iowa could find himself sitting in an airport hotel room in Paris with a silly little condom wavering in his hand the Lord only knew.

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The Flapper Girls by Danielle Jackson

The jazz age babes
boop-boop be-duped
their way
out of kitchens

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Naughty and Nice by Nancy Lee Shrader

Naughty and nice are words proclaimed
By parents to their children in holiday style
You see there’s a jolly old elf
And he keeps a large file

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Chapped by Emileigh Julian

His lips are soft as they ambush mine and his arms are strong as they drape over my neck, giving me the chance to stare at the tattooed biceps emerging from his tight black t-shirt.

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The Whiteville Garter Belt by Paula Ray

School teachers in small rural southern towns shouldn’t wear slutty clothes to the gas station. Everyone knows that rule here in Shallotte. Too bad I broke it July 4th weekend.

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Smooth by Cathrine Lødøen

I roll my finger through his silky black curls
Ooh so smooth silky black curls

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Trouble Caked in Sugar by Patricia Wellingham-Jones

The sound of her saccharine voice
for the first time in ten years
brings the hair on the back
of my neck to full attention.

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