J. Stanley

A collection of ultra-short stories and random thoughts from an unknown writer.

[J. Stanley @Stanecdotes]

This gray hair mocks me, sticks straight up in the air as if it were young, because it knows I won't reach for the scissors.

[J. Stanley @Stanecdotes]

She wears her old, tight jeans instead of the new ones I bought her last week. I hate the way she has outgrown them.

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She nuzzled her nose into the crook of his collarbone, kissed his scented skin. Then she dreamed of playing drums to the beat of his heart.

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I wish I could show my daughter the way the night tastes when it's summer and your mom thinks you're asleep in bed.

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What if the seam that connects us frays and we're too lazy to sew it back together? I don't like the look of patches.

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Time presses her skin like a hot iron.

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Something is wrong with me, seriously, I tell myself I'm doing the right thing, the thing she's good at, great at, as only a parent can see.

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I've never been so terrified of my reflection as when I look into the mirror that is my daughter's face.

[J. Stanley @Stanecdotes]

@JenLanebooks @aliciacald @jennie_bennett @Sheropatra @YAFantasyGuide @jwwfantasywrite @jtwhitaker @MarthaGouws Back at you, thanks!

[J. Stanley @Stanecdotes]

He held the unopened condom in his left hand and her sewing needle in his right. He knew she wouldn't notice the tiny hole dotting the "j".

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I rolled off his chest and brushed the hair from my eyes. "You going to sleep?" he asked. "Yep," I said, and pulled the covers over my head.

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I held the creature up to my face. It squirmed between my fingers but didn’t make a sound. I wondered how lucky I was to have I found it.

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My mother tells me I'll have glass breasts, too. Beautiful, seemingly smooth orbs, she says, but mine will shatter like hers someday.

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@CrytzerFry @LynneBarrett @Gr8Thoughts @PaulaMargulies Ditto! I look forward to reading your tweets.

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"I put it down on paper and then the ghost does not ache so much. I write it down and Mango says goodbye sometimes." - Sandra Cisneros

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Kate knew her friends would talk about her new shirt, already worn. But her mother was so proud. "Fifty cents; can you believe it, Katie!"

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A quiet tear streamed down my mother’s face as she diapered my big sister. “What’s the matter, Mama?” I asked. She just shook her head.

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Mom would call sometimes and ask if I was eating my veggies. I knew our chats were just a formality before her adult conversation with Dad.

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“I’m so outta here!” I screamed. Del snorted, forcing an elastic green slime in and out of his right nostril. “Good riddance,” he sneered.