Carpe
Don Hall, Fiction Don Hall Don Hall, Fiction Don Hall

Carpe

His dad used to tell him (when the man was sober) that life gave you three choices: fail and wallow in it, coast and be unfulfilled, or swing for the fences and maybe—MAYBE—do something notable.

Dad seemed to be OK with the first.

Swing for the fences. Seize the day.

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Wild One
Fiction Brett Dworski Fiction Brett Dworski

Wild One

They entered the open-brick condo eager to rip each other’s clothes off. Maria rubbed the front of Eric’s kakis, while he slid his fingers up her red bubble skirt. He tore her white blouse and sucked from her shoulders down to her fingertips. Maria unbelted Eric’s pants and chucked the leather across the room.

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