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Flash Fiction: Dive by Kate Kent

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Earlier, when we were having sex, your mind wandered to that time you were a lifeguard at a waterpark back in Temecula, just out of high school, the many hours spent watching the blue clean symphony of aquatic afternoon play perched on the plastic seat of a lifeguard stand, thighs glued there sticky with sweat…

“The Photograph” an excerpt from Kingdom of Ohio by Matthew Flaming

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Chapter 1
THE PHOTOGRAPH

WHETHER BEAUTIFUL OR TERRIBLE, THE PAST IS ALWAYS A RUIN.

When I look back on my childhood, my earliest memories seemlike artifacts from a lost civilization: half-understood fragments behind museum glass. I remember the spherical alcohol lamp that glowed like a tiny ghost, ringed with dancing blue flames, which hung over the dining room table of the house where I grew up. I remember the sweet, oily smell of coal smoke, and the creaking of horse-drawn carriages on the dirt road outside. Most of all I remember
the summer twilight over the mountains and how, on certain evenings, just before the sun sank below the horizon, it cast rays so luminous and golden that they felt like a solid, enveloping close into which a small boy could simply disappear. An intensity no light today seems to match.

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