Pane

Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 30, 2006 06:26 AMAt last she stood, sun in her hair and tears in her eyes, and her senses remembered that there was a world around her. She turned away from the broken pane, looking at house, the fence, the yard, the sun. It was all too … Read more

Pane

Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 29, 2006 06:26 AMHow much could be said? An errant baseball, and no more spell. The broken pane shimmered in the light through her tears. She sank to her knees, didn’t wince at a sliver, and wished for that world and wished for that world. But it … Read more

Pane

Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 28, 2006 06:27 AMShe saw the world in front of her, a little smoky and a little dark, in the pane of glass propped up at the side of the house. She crouched down, looked it in the eye, and the world behind her, around her was … Read more

Sketch

Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 27, 2006 06:21 AMThe world was his etch-a-sketch. He looked at it, fiddled the dials of his mind and turned and changed everything. Mountains to valleys, oceans to deserts – behind his skull, he made a new earth. Then the grin would come, dark and gleeful, and … Read more

Purple

Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 26, 2006 06:24 AMHer favorite color was first in mind, and the way she lit up when she saw anything purple. Socks. Shower curtains. Even power strips. "So what can we help you with today sir," asked the woman in the flower shop. He looked up and … Read more

Unpacking

Unpacking is one of the hardest and yet most gratifying aspects of moving. You’ve spent so much time and effort packing everything up, moving it, placing it, sometimes even moving it to different spots of the house while you do work here and there — and now, suddenly, you get to take everything out. It’s … Read more

Obscure

Written by Anthony St. Clair for oneword June 23, 2006 06:30 AMNo matter how obscure, he could see it. Just on the edge of his vision, or right in the middle of his sight, but a shimmer, a million miles compressed into a sword-thin sliver that only he could see. It felt like another world, … Read more

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