Mordechai Stone

Contempt never breeds with familiarity

Short Stories

By admin / October 11, 2016

The Box, Part 9

I held my breath and waited. I could feel the blood pounding in my ears. After an eternity Fuck Me...

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By admin / September 11, 2016

The Choice

Another day. Another God forsaken, fucked up day that begins with me opening my eyes followed immediately by THE CHOICE....

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By admin / September 11, 2016

Small Life

Since I moved back to California in 2007 I have attempted to make my life manageable. I followed a formula....

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By admin / September 11, 2016

The View

I worked on South Padre Island, TX for 18 months. From my third floor condo I could look west across...

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By admin / September 11, 2016

Dead Eyes

Have you ever had a gun held on you? I have. Three times. Well, technically, four—but that one doesn’t count...

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By admin / September 11, 2016

Rhythm of Life

They pulled the stretcher out of the back of the ambulance on a Friday night at Parkland Hospital. A fat...

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By admin / September 11, 2016

Romance Languages

Romance Languages. Definition. Any language derived from Latin. I loved the idea when I first heard of it as a...

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By admin / September 11, 2016

Walkabout

Is it time? Time to leave? Time to surrender the dream? Maybe it’s juts time to continue the journey elsewhere....

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