Gloaming Gap

The horrors of small-town life

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Keith

I Choose Bacon

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… Continue Reading →

Christmas Presence

I shuffle through the square, unnoticed, unneeded, irrelevant. I’ve bumped elbows tonight with the elite of the town: the council of elders who run this place – the ones who’ve been here from the beginning, and who think they know… Continue Reading →

Have You Seen This Man?

May 1, 2010 8:03 AM – Called my mom two days ago. Weird that she hasn’t called back. May 1, 2010 9:17 AM – Off to work at the park. Big landscaping project. Excited about greening the place up a… Continue Reading →

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