Jason Deeds

May 042012
 
image: "Hospital Reflections" by mamassage from Flickr.com

Lisa’s new shoes squeaked against the laminate floor, echoing like trumpets announcing the coming of a queen. Her procession down the dimly lit hallway, though, was a little less glamorous. Lisa rolled her eyes and realized she should have listened to her sister Rachel and worn the new shoes around first to break them in. Lisa squeaked her way up to the elevator, pressed the green button and waited.

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Apr 202012
 
image by Nathan King, flickr.com

After being herded through the tent flap, I stepped onto the hay covered dirt floor, my nose assaulted by the horrid mixture of smells of overly buttered and burnt popcorn, cotton candy and a menagerie of animal droppings. The circus had come to the ‘Gap, and the local freaks lined up to see the show.
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Mar 022012
 
image by David Pringle, Pringle-art.com

I watched as the steam climbed from the plate of meatloaf and mashed potatoes placed directly in front of me. I took a breath in, sighed, and slowly sat down at the front counter. This would be the first meal in the past three days that wasn’t sitting on a pale green tray from the hospital just down the road. I had called Gwen at B’s Diner and ordered the food to go. For the last couple days I had been working double shifts at grandfather’s bookstore while he was in the hospital and recovering.
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Jan 132012
 
From "Lost Tooth on Thanksgiving" by CJ Sorg on Flickr.com

Flora fluttered down to the Linder house with a sigh. The once-brown paint was peeling off the windowsill where Flora landed. She peered through the grimy window of the small house, taking only a momentary pause to look at herself in the blurred reflection caused by the half-moon’s light. Her fairy wings glowed dully as she smiled at herself.
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Dec 152011
 
The Workshop 4 by Benoit Pohl from flickr

Caitlin felt the soft crunch of the newly fallen snow under her boots. The purple laces dragged in a trail behind her, leaving blurred edges to her finely chiseled foot prints in the pristine snow beside her. It had just started snowing when she had entered the Eden Theatre for the “Christmas Miracle Movie Marathon,” but now — just seven hours later — the entire town of Gloaming Gap was covered in at least five or six inches of snow.
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