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The Creek

November 18, 2012by SFine Leave a comment

Daddy made me show him the place.  You couldn’t tell nothing about what happened but for that stick. It had some of my blood on it but Daddy didn’t notice. […]

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Bird's Eye View, not horror, but still uncomfortable, Short Fiction

Bag Lunch

November 18, 2012by SFine Leave a comment

One day he found a girl in his lunch. She was wearing a blue dress, the skirt stuffed  and tied into a round soft ball  pierced with dozens of straight pins, as if she’d been shot by dozens of Indians small as herself. 

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Bird's Eye View, not horror, but still uncomfortable, Short Fiction

To a Triathlete, Dying Young

November 18, 2012by SFine Leave a comment

Barbara Warren competed in the Ironman Triathlon World Championships in Hawaii 13 times, finishing in the top 5 of her age group eight times, and winning her age group in […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, the sporting life

The Fourth at the Lake

November 17, 2012by SFine Leave a comment

Over the past decade (my fourth),  4th of July has become less of a holiday for me, and more a symbol – it represents the midpoint of summer, a tangible […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, growing up midwestern

Steep

November 17, 2012by SFine Leave a comment

Not long ago I watched a movie about extreme skiers and snowboarders.   I know many good skiers. I know backcountry skiers,  skiers who think double black diamonds are a […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, the sporting life

After the run

November 17, 2012by SFine 4 Comments

I enter the trailhead in the early evening, just before the light fades.   The first mile climbs a thousand feet.   It is a slow toil, not unpleasant.  I love the […]

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Bird's Eye View, the sporting life

Vows

November 11, 2012by SFine Leave a comment

I sat down to write my vows. But, I’ve decided I don’t want to vow or promise anything.  Promises are nothing more than threats dressed in their Sunday best – […]

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Bird's Eye View, Essays, love

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