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The Fox and the Pigeon hole Chapter 24

24. Luck A cold, hard light seeps through the trees. Signalling the rising of the sun. In the smooth slopes of the small hills and the lines of thick...

The Last Vagabond King

The Impossible King On the shores, the rugged shores, the old man kisses his own fingers - bare of rings - and kneels by crab-filled rock pools,...
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Invasion of the Smombies

It's probably a bit early yet but I'd like to make my nomination for the word of the year, it is, drum roll please, 'Smombie.' A term minted to...

Centuria

Centuria By Austin Mays ~ I am going to tell you a tale. Whether you believe me or not, well that is up to you. Hard it is to think that so much can...

Turning up the flame on the simmering pot.

Turning up the flame on a simmering pot. At sixty- seven years of age, and living in retirement in Florida, you would think my native Hibernian...
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Bob's Yer Uncle

He wasn't called Bob and he wasn't my uncle... but...

The Vampire

Jess is talking about the vampire like it really exists. She twists and tugs on her stringy hair, points to her skin, especially pale in the winter...
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Switchback Ch2

Henry Caine’s chubby fingers stuffed a handful of French fries into his mouth as he managed the final stair up to his first floor apartment, and this...

How like Orwell’s “Nineteen Eighty-Four” has our society become?

In George Orwell’s novel, Nineteen Eighty-Four , the rulers of Oceania, the all-powerful Party, have three fundamental slogans: “War is peace...

The strange truth about anxiety

Can anxiety be good for us? That is this article in a nutshell (not a nut case – that’s me). Since you’re probably thinking I’ve finally lost the...
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Switchback End of Ch1

Before Carter opened the door he cupped a hand to the glass to see the pick-up still on the sparsely-lit parking lot. He didn’t think his assailants...
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Switchback Chapter One

Adam Carter twisted his wedding ring around on his finger as he stood in Richmond’s Holy Cross cemetery at the foot of two graves. The one on his...

roadkill

I didn’t see it coming. A Toyota. Barcellona red metallic. I spun from the glancing blow a number of times. Graceful in a way. And then Hit the deck...
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The BC Adventure 9

December 15, 1920 Vesuvius, Salt Spring Dear Mums, Daddy and Dorothy, A very happy Christmas to you all. I have posted off a little gift for each of...
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The Sorting

The Sorting It started with his baseball shirt. It was still on its hanger in the laundry room. On laundry days I'd pause, then lay my hand on a...

From Queen Anne Ave

Greetings from Queen Anne Ave. I'm a father of 3 and a disabled citizen who got 'into politics' because though I had good private insurance, I wasn't...

My Cat (deceased)

My cat (deceased) visited me Last night in my dream Had something to tell me, Something to say From her floating platform Far away But still she has...
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glitter

The man from Council. A wee nyaff, clipboard, pen and baldy heid. He’d come to see the wall in the back bedroom and there was no arguing with him. ‘...
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On the Offing

here we stand, here we stand. It is from this - now near - mortal passing place; Where the truth of time and the depth of space, Are revealed in a...

sequential creation

… I, I. I am. I am here, I am here, again. I am here again, for your love… Rising now sowing, in the birth of your love once more; And in the rising...

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