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Willow's Missing Tail" 10

The portal was not closed to Willow. She slunk into the garden and her midnight coat blended into the shadows, but her eyes glittered with magical...
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Beware Wolves!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] [posted on Saturday this week!] They mock the grace of God … His work in us is real, no lie. …
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Simplicity meets its riddle

All week I have been looking forward to going to the theater on Friday night. With my youngest sister. We have not spoken or seen each other in...
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Song to My Siren

I loved the way we shared that laughter. No other made me laugh like you.
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amen'n 'cause I'm tird! (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

amen’n ‘cause i’m !tired! of feeling like me (always lining-up somewhere waiting to be had) this swelling debilitationing of eluding delusive...
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Cherry

0.1%

our burning issue? Poverty is sin and soul's end the means to reach new Heaven : Space, where guilt's weightless and wealth won't decay though years...
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Can't escape!

Quivering bunch of leggy legs imprisoned, cannot climb the slippery slope …
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1:4:2 Tarthesis (Part 6)

A voice blared over the various speakers dotted around Treenam; it was muffled and distorted by static and nearly impossible to decipher but it was...
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North of Taiga

North of Taiga At sunrise over bleak horizons, breath frozen in an arctic tundra, winds skitter in scattered trees, seasons dream of warmer days...
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A Slow Cooked Life

A Slow Cooked Life My life has been a cautious mixture A slow cooked recipe of hesitant fun Many spicy moments just stumbled upon Daring only to be...
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The Vigorous Fig

But how did you get there? That’s got me perplexed. Oh the wonders of nature, and whatever next?
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Delirium

A high temperature makes Julie remember the good times, only to come down to earth with a bang!
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Mud fondue!

A wet July is better than dry, or temperatures high – it can bring a supply of liquid mud – so good for a splash and a slither – soon chocolatey face...
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Midnight

Perched, snoozing ten feet high at midnight. A bumblebee large and evident, toward the center of a sunflower dial. Piles of nectar welling up around...
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A Final Poem About Arthenia

Her name was Arthenia and she was my aunt. I wish I could say that she's still alive but I can't. When she became ill, her family had good reason to...
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Goatie 30

Leslie groaned, her face was flushed. ‘Are you quite alright?’ she asked, looking over my shoulder. I could no longer see the shapeshifter, only her...
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Battered Wife

She vowed to be with him for the rest of her life. He beat her constantly and she was a battered wife. He beat his wife over and over again. He didn'...

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