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Mercy

Mercy P K Routray A beggar on a street corner, no warm cloth in cold winter, taking shelter under the trees in summer sleeping in night on foot path without fear,

Not with a Bang, but a Whimper (2)

After 20,644 seductions, Beto remained a virgin. What was worse, he’d never even kissed a woman’s lips. Pathetic. Maybe Vanessa would make a man of him today, he could only hope.

in conversation

In conversations, your words stand still absorbing syllables at dinner under chandeliers that shed prisms of candlelight upon factory woven threads of linen while waiters serve

The Fairy and The Star

The Fairy and the Star were having an argument. They both wanted to be on top of the Christmas tree, you see.

Kittypet Ch. 22

The lights dimmed slowly and the auction began. I sat quietly, looking around as everyone at the tables took out a small notebook and pen. The people seated in the chairs did the same.

The Singing Santa - Part 4 - A Craven Danger Mystery

Craven Danger took a seat on the number six downtown train and fiddled with his ukulele. “Are you gonna sing to your reindeer?” said a little girl sitting opposite.

Santa’s Birthday

Remember December the 27th. That’s Santa’s Birthday, you know, when the elves and reindeers give HIM presents and a cake with candles that glow and they all play Birthday party games

Dear Santa

Dear Santa, in the event that you exist, please could I have:
Cherry

Stanley Klepp deceased (3)

This is the third continuing installment of the story.

If Only I Was There

A reflection on the first Christmas

Christmas Is

Christmas can be so many things

The Christmas Card

There's cards that sparkle and cards that sing , God knows there's cards with everything .
Cherry

INSULT UNIT

CONSUME, CONSUME, CONSUME

SHOPS IN THE HIGH STREET

Shops in the high street Are full to overflowing

IT’S SUCH A MILD CHRISTMAS

It’s such a mild Christmas

ARE YOU WEARING A BUNCH OF MISTLETOE?

Are you wearing a bunch of mistletoe? Well you certainly mean business

the last before blue

In the early morning hours, words fall like snow against all of the impossibilities,. Church bells ring. Its 2 a.m. Odd how the hours find the memories of frost and keats.
Cherry

NATIVITY ACTIVITY

alternative christmas story

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