Kendall Defoe
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Teacher, reader, writer, dreamer... I am a college instructor who cannot stop letting his thoughts end up on the page. No AI. No Fake Work. It's all me...
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Spider and Fly
It all started before lunch. Usually, when we had lunch at Cicero’s, our table would be waiting for us, our menus set on the table, and a little peace of mind for an hour and half would be available. From our office, the walk would be about ten minutes, even if I had to walk with her and take into consideration her slower gait.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Fiction
School Assembly
Attention teachers and students! Welcome back to Our Lady of Our Perpetual Wanting! I hope that your summer break was restful, comfortable and wonderful, and that you can forget about the unfortunate incidents of the previous semester. Over the summer, the gym was restored to its previous condition, along with warnings about the number of people allowed to use the ropes, handle the pummel horses, and do the hokey-pokey during Daylight Saving Hours. That's what it's all about... Ha, ha. Apologies. I am sure that the AV club would have enjoyed that joke if they were still with us. Amen.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Fiction
Cash Back
It began at the local variety store. Overnight, someone or some company installed a portable ATM on the front stoop of Michael’s Convenience Store. Old Man Michael, who only opened the store on weekdays, did not see what happened on the previous weekend. He did not remember placing a call to have it put there, and he knew that there was still a local bank that had their machines “well up and robbing us” (as he said to any of the familiar customers who asked about it). There was no phone or serial number on it (he looked around it twice), but he could see that it was connected to the main power grid – not taking power from his store and raising his bills, he thought – and he left it there, untouched and he was unimpressed. Let them charge whatever they want if people are that dumb. He opened his store and waited to see if he would have to explain what was going on outside.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Fiction
The Lady in the Square
There was not a lot of joy in my hometown that day. I was a student, and I had to use the downtown core in order to earn some extra money for my studies. And it was a beautiful day in the city. The sun had hit us with more heat than we deserved, but I still had to dress fairly conservatively for my work (I was a runner at the library and would be brought to different floors to return and restack books, handle damaged material, and generally assure others that the library had no disturbances that did not require the security guards I never saw). That must have been the reason why there were so many conferences and meetings in our city. I knew vaguely of the gatherings at the convention centre and could see the people who huddled in the lobby of the hotel that was attached to the mall. But it had nothing to do with me or my work…or so I thought.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Confessions
Political Twenty-Six
To be eighteen then... Ballot or bullet? Let's see... You now can decide. Speed wins! * Thank you for reading! If you liked this, you can add your Insights, Comment, leave a Heart, Tip, Pledge, or Subscribe. I will appreciate any support you have shown for my work.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Poets
"Our Gang" - A Review
From George Orwell's ''Politics and the English Language'' (quoted in the epigraph): ...one ought to recognize that the present political chaos is connected with the decay of language, and that one can probably bring about some improvement by starting at the verbal end.
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in BookClub
Truths Dared
“Are we really gonna do this?” Donna’s camera was finally on, and everyone could see that she was still finishing up her lunch in her kitchen. David had decided that he missed his friends too much not to continue with his old habits; their old habits (he did not forget that). Both Sally and Mark were ready – appropriate since they were married – but in separate cities. David did not bother to try and get in touch with Lisa. That was over, right? Could he…?
By Kendall Defoe 6 months ago in Fiction
The Final Stop
Blink and you’ll miss it, she said. It’s more like…Spit and you’ll miss it, he thought. The dust was still thick in the air when she stopped the Jeep in front of what looked like an abandoned train car. He spat out dirt and wiped off the dust in his eyes and hair as he looked around. Abandoned? Yup. Like most of the area around it. He could see that the bush would take over this area one day and he thought that would be a fair deal. There were no other cars in the small lot, but he could see that there had been several abandoned across the road in what looked like a farmer’s field. No livestock or crops there now, but someone’s forgotten garage. And this place…
By Kendall Defoe 7 months ago in Fiction
