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christmas crows

Christmas crows quick black shadows pass by the skylight; hints of yesterday peeling away, to a pale grey sky beneath, left wanting, heavy with the promise of questions.

ways of living IV.

not sure what time of day it is any longer---not sure which self to act with these days---not sure which part of this individual is broken up into the most pieces, but each piece seems to

ways of living XI.

the self-fulfilling prophet who estimates situations & then switches their own perspective so as to suit the outcome--- operating within the same lens of which they already

ways of living VII.

rather than be seen as “the type that gets angry,” as “the type that loses his/her cool,” as “the misanthrope,” “the psychotic,” “the miserable bitch,” “the

Dingy Ways to Die

Two mates play their favorite bar game in a north London pub.

A Plaque on a Park bench

A man stumbles upon a particularly revealing plaque on a park bench in London, and sits to contemplate it.

The Dainty

I have written a 10,000 word novella, titled “The Dainty”, set in 1969 Detroit; One day in an Irish Pub, and that day is Christmas Eve. The dysfunctional denizens of The Dainty plow through a fierce snowstorm, cocktails, and their personal baggage as Christmas Eve plays out before them.

Fatalist

If we exist why do we exist? If so then what is its rhyme or reason? Enjoy writing friends.

EPIPHANY

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Lonie 51

xmas eve terrors Pia x

I Never Could Stand Christmas

I never could stand Christmas. Tinsel, carols, lights and bells Everyone pretending to be happy With the stench of cooking turkey smells I never could stand Christmas
Gold cherry

Christmas Dreams

“Can we stay up late?” “No, get to bed,he’s coming.” “Will it snow mum?” “Wait and see, it might.” Tucked up tight, all warm Kissed goodnight, door closed.

Birth of a King

The donkey ambled about, restless in his demeanor, sensing something of great consequence was about to happen.

The Singing Santa - Part 5 - A Craven Danger Mystery

Betty Fletcher and Sidney Green stood at the foot of the Empire State Building and gazed up. “Ya think a big monkey could really climb this thing,” said Betty.
Cherry

Infinite Sky

"...we three kings..."

The Boy Who Had Everything

There once was a boy who had everything; he had everything that money could buy like toy trains and jet planes with painted wings and dolls that danced and laughed and sang and cried.

Goose On The Loose

“Where has that gander gone? Where did it wander to?”, wonders everyone, “It didn’t leave a clue”.

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