A Joker's published ficlets
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A Living Breathing Work Of Art
Does art imitate life, or is it vice versa? The short of it is, most people don’t care…
Some however, do, and they feel s…
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The Black Iris (part 17)
“What lovely flowers James.” Iris exclaimed, looking at the bouquet in his hand.
“Uh, oh yes, these are for you Iris.” James…
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The Black Iris (part 16)
The next day James awoke in his bed happier than he’d been in a long time. He stepped out of bed and put on his best clothes….
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The Black Iris (part 15)
When James and Jeremiah finished explaining everything to Iris, she looked unphased.
“I see.” she said. “Well Dr. Thorn, I t…
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The Black Iris (part 14)
James mind began to race once he heard this. “Iris, do you remember what this Elizabeth’s last name was?”
“Dane” she answere…
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The Black Iris (part 13)
The girl smiled. “Iris is nice.” she said. She tilted her head down and began to speak. “I grew up with an abusive mother. On…
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The Black Iris (part 12)
James stood, staring in disbelief. “Excuse me,” he asked “but are you real?” he found himself puzzled by his own words.
The…
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The Black Iris (part 11)
James slumped over in his chair. He could hear his father hard at work in the next room, operating on the mysterious girl. Th…
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The Black Iris (part 10)
“Well I’m glad to see you’re not totally heartless.” James said coldly. His father didn’t respond. “However, you’ve still com…
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The Black Iris (part 9)
James face fell as his father spoke again.
“It was deemed by the mayor that such a crime couldn’t be left unsolved, so this …
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When Clowns Die
R.I.P Heath Ledger.
The Clown Prince of Crime.
If you gotta go, go with a smile.
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The Black Iris (part 8)
“What on earth are you talking about?” James asked.
“Does anyone know you brought her hear?” His father retorted.
“No, I wa…
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The Black Iris (part 7)
James hurried into the Aleford Square, and turned right by the statue of The King. He ran through the gate surrounding the Th…
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The Black Iris (part 6)
“You’re alive?” James exclaimed standing up. The girl remained motionless, but when he placed his hand over her mouth, he cou…
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The Black Iris (part 5)
James couldn’t help but stare into her beautiful face, and wish he had known her. He took one last look and tore himself away…
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The Black Iris (part 4)
James walked over to the black Iris; amazed at how lovely and out of place it looked. Slowly, he plucked the flower and held …
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The Black Iris (part 3)
As James continued along the stream, a large flowerbed of Iris’s caught his eye. He’d seen Iris cluster’s growing from stream…
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The Black Iris (part 2)
One evening, midway through a particularly boring dinner party, James stood up and excused himself from his family and the Lo…
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The Black Iris (part 1)
Once long ago, there was a Victorian town known as Aleford. The pointed roofs of the town’s houses and shops twisted up into …
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Not Another Face In The Crowd
You know what? A lot of people don’t get me, and a lot of people don’t want too. So why do I purposely try not to fit in? Bec…
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