Christy Hartman
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I Watch Your Life In Pictures
Bright Flash Literary Review: Mae spotted Leah in the produce section, lightly squeezing an avocado to test for ripeness. She would have known her older sister anywhere, despite her being dressed in the suburban mommy uniform, messy bun, black leggings… Continue reading
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The Ghost Writer
Wergle Flomp: Click to read Ghost writing is a thankless job,Your ego kept at bay.The “Author’s” name is safely kept,Behind an NDA. My books top the Bestseller List,Each cozy mysteryHas all my heart and soul in it,But no one knows… Continue reading
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Last Cast
Fairfield Scribes: https://www.fairfieldscribes.com/issue-43.html My twitching fingers slide roe onto the sharpened hook, blood blooms on my pierced thumb. In one smooth motion, I propel the filament across the water into the churning river shallows. The drift in this spot is… Continue reading
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The Storm Before the Calm
Elegant Literature Issue #30 Silent Storms: Maryanne slunk toward the exit when her eye caught a small movement between two stacks of shirts. Peering closer she saw the perfect pink face of a perfect pink baby, no bigger than a… Continue reading
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Home Sweet Home
Furious Fiction – AWC: They were my first. My white walls a blank slate to create their perfect nest. They’d hung dusty rose and forest green wallpaper. My style is more contemporary, but their joy was infectious, so I absorbed… Continue reading
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7-11 Will Hire Anyone
Star-Crossed Anthology – Nat1 Publishing: He woke, stunned, in the craft’s twisted frame. They called him Stan, but that’s not his name. Authorities came to take him away. To poke him and prod him all night and day. Stan had… Continue reading
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In The Widow’s Garden
Sky Island Journal: My hairdresser’s matchmaking. Her electrician this time. Continue reading
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Gen X Nostalgia
101 Words: I was the life of the party, back when life had parties. I danced on tables, tossed back my teased head—too-loud laughter mixing with vodka cocktails spilled on the floor. My signature move was The Flaming Sambuca. I became… Continue reading
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