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Imagining my Surpise

Imagining my Surprise is an exploration of attraction and narrative blindness. I love it when narrators don’t know what’s going on. Imagining my Surprise by David Cain Cindy aroused me, that first day, when Nancy brought her new friend by … Continue reading

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The Director

One of the great risks of being emotionally sensitive is the temptation to fuck with people’s emotions. Some roles rely on it. The Director by David Cain I had been hired to direct a play by a small avant garde … Continue reading

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Finishing Up

Sometimes sex is on the table. My goal here was to provide the characters with the emotional motivation required to make the orgy plausible. Finishing Up by David Cain I was not looking forward to work, on that particular day. … Continue reading

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Scheming

Scheming is a story about aggressively living an artistic life, not merely the art of words and colors but taking art as the central active principle of an artist’s viewpoint. This is a portrait of me in spirit, if not … Continue reading

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Letters from the Brujo

Letters from the Brujo by David Cain Last week, our server became intoxicated and misdistributed a fair amount of mail. I know that politeness should have forced me to toss the letters which were obviously not mine away unread but … Continue reading

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Stepping Over the Line

Stepping Over the Line by David Cain I reached for the phone reluctantly. The ring caught me mid-thought but it was almost as if I knew it was coming. I tried to control my nervousness as I spoke my hello. … Continue reading

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Miss

Miss by David Cain The best peek I ever stole happened one night when I was up late partying with my friend Alex, smoking in his bedroom and talking bullshit. His parents were out of town, and we were taking … Continue reading

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