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One wish. That’s all I had left with the genie.
I never thought I’d wish for this.
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One wish. That’s all I had left with the genie. I never thought I’d wish for this.
“I wish to be young again,” I spoke, and the genie nodded, then vanished, and I whirled through eighty-four years of life in the blink of an eye: divorce, deaths, the growth of my children, meals, books, movies, regrets, accomplishments. They all showed themselves to me again for a split second as my wish was gran...
It’s been this way since the Domesday Book.
So convinced
no one would need ever take
an arrow in the eye again.
An arrow in the eye,
there are other ways to blind,
or to be blind.
There’s an exhibition of driftwood
washed up on the river.
Washed up on the river,
choked to shallows by uncut reeds.
They slashed the hospitals,
knocked on the doors
of the ill and workless
Ill and workless,
f...
7:00 am and Benjamin’s phone vibrated. Rolling over, he stretched into his warm flannels. As Benjamin opened his eyes, he turned. A six foot eight inch violet hued figure loomed at Benjamin’s bedside.
“Good morning Master and waddya say? How are we this fine sunshiny day?”
Benjamin groaned flinging his forearm over his eyes.
“It wasn’t a dream. Goddamn!” Benjamin howled.
Alarmed Zessl the...
I stared s at the shimmering form of the genie, his presence a swirl of azure and gold, filling the cramped space of my living room with an otherworldly glow. He hovered above the tarnished old lamp, which I had discovered hidden in the attic of my family's old house, among boxes of forgotten memories. His eyes sparkled with anticipation and a hint of mischief, aware of the gravity held within my ...
I have one wish left
So I wish for…
No, I can’t say it
It’s too painful to remember
He’s too painful to remember
How he left, how
He makes me feel
How he liked someone else
No, I can’t say it
It’s too painful to remember
‘I’ll go back into
My lamp until you’re
Ready.’
The genie whispered
In his scratchy voice
I sat on my couch,
Thinking
No, I can’t say it
It’s still too painful
To remember
Fi...
In a quiet chamber, lamp aglow,
I faced a genie, my heart aflutter, so.
With one wish left, my spirit sighed,
For dreams and hopes I couldn't hide.
A wish, a longing, deep within,
To mend a heart, where love had been.
I never thought I'd wish for this,
To mend a love I sorely miss.
The genie's eyes, a mystic gleam,
He asked, "What's in your secret dream?"
I pondered long, my heart afloat,
On lov...
I will never forget when I found that blue stainless steel water bottle while hiking in the desert on my 19th birthday, the harsh sunlight beating down on me. The bottle was just sitting there in the sand near some cacti and tumbleweeds. As soon as I opened it to take a sip of cold water, out came this male genie who told me that I was his master and I had three wishes.
My first wish was to be t...
The genie stared at the old lady incredulously. “That’s your final wish?”
She nodded.
“I’ve made you wealthy, given you 30 extra years of life , and now you call on me for — this?”
“I’ve given it a lot of thought,” she said.
“There’s no predicting what will happen,” the genie said.
“I understand the risk,” she said.
“Well, you are the master. I cannot deny it, whatever wish it may be.”
...
All I wanted at this point was for everything to end. For it all to go back to the way it was before I found that stupid genie hat. Yes Hat! A genie living in a hot shoulda been my first clue.
1st wish was for loads of money, like any other self respecting genie finder. Oh I got the money all right but it came with a requirement to wed a certain individual. I sighed but completed the requirement...
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