55: Dreamgirl

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Our bodies fit perfectly together, inside and out. Hands and mouths explored, found soft and hard places, caressed and groped, tenderly and hungrily. She was familiar but I didn't know why; dreams have a way of concealing some truths, and also revealing others.

When I woke, I could still feel the softness of her lips.

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FFF-55 Vol. LIV. Tell a story in exactly 55 words. Go see G-Man.

55: Heartstrings

Years of rigging

Fill up this chamber

Ropes and pulleys and anchors

Cables and swivels and hooks

Turnbuckles and swage sleeves and fiddle blocks

All connected to a central cardioid apparatus

That allow each operator

Large and small, young and old, begrudged and limerenced

To pull and twist and manipulate

The strings of my heart.

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FFF-55 Vol. LIII. Tell a story in exactly 55 words. Go see G-Man.

55: Brother

On a dark April night when I was nine, my aunt arrived hurriedly. Mom and dad rushed out the door. There were confusion and excitement and fear, and tears of uncertainty. I remember standing at the old front door, being consoled in a way I’d never experienced.

The next day, I had a baby brother.
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FFF-55 Vol. LII. Tell a story in exactly fifty-five words. Go see G-Man.

55: Fantasy Story Excerpt

Image credit: Max Gabl & Niel Wray, via Michael & Denise Okuda

Dropping out of the clouds, we could see the palace and surrounding waters. It was truly breathtaking: the whole of it could not possibly have been seen from the ground. The entire cabin fell silent as we descended, each of us wondering anew what was in store during the next few years of our apprenticeships.
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FFF-55 Vol. LI. Tell a story in exactly fifty-five words. Go see G-Man.