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Mother Of The Quiet
Mother Of The Quiet By Paul McCann Mother of the quiet, for each pilgrim you are the destination . Mother of the quiet with you there is healing and...
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Sarah

The cat didn’t like my new girlfriend. He’d spring up from his chair whenever Sarah entered the room, then dash away into a Sarah-free part of the...
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Boxes
I like to keep my life in boxes. I find it simpler that way. Less confusing. For example, I don’t like to mix my work life with my non-work life. If...
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grimms9
We’re playing statues in the hall. I’m at the front door, trying to sneak up on Angela in her house. Her mum has come into some money and bought her...
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Soaped

"Do you know what our grandson just told me?" "Something controversial, by the tone of your voice." "So he works at the restaurant, right?" "Yeah, so...
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The Moonshiners Part Five
This story, set in 1939 is about a white boy and a black girl brought together when he saves her life and takes her to his Tennessee mountain farm home. It looks at the complexity of racial attitudes in society and famillies. The family is involved in the manufacture and sale of illegal whiskey.
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The Moonshiners Part Four
This story, set in 1939 is about a white boy and a black girl brought together when he saves her life and takes her to his Tennessee mountain farm home. It looks at the complexity of racial attitudes in society and famillies. The family is involved in the manufacture and sale of illegal whiskey.
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Knowing time.
I’m in my local café having breakfast: coffee and toast. This place suits my temperament. There’s nearly always an empty table, Salsa plays on the...
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- 642 reads
Fable
Sometimes the slow road is the best way to travel
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The bus ride
The little community bus that runs between Ringwood and Poulner had swallowed most of its passengers by the time we arrived at the stop in Meeting...
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epistle to auld Nick
Friday the 13th today That fills some with dismay Auld Nick an Epistle to thee No need to appear or reply to me We’ll see each other soon enough...
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The Girl And The Sausage Tree (A tree, called Kigelia Africana, that grows in some parts of tropical Africa)
Once upon a time a little girl saw a giraffe eating fruit off a sausage tree and, wondering what it tasted like, she asked the giraffe, "Oh giraffe...
Breaking the ice
Frost covered brick, like glacé cherries, take a bite, lose your teeth. Cities grow faster than trees, amid once green fields. Lungs become like...
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Our Feet Don't Run

When we get up in the morning the sun is sure to shine ‘cause it knows I’m yours and it knows you’re mine we stroll along slow as we please we like...
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grimms8
There’s nothing else to do. Pizza Face and me with our duffle hoods up, in driving rain, are kicking a ball against the washhouse wall, playing...
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The look
It starts off with a single look Sharp like the water of a brook Which cuts across the heated room A flower just about to bloom Then comes the...
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His Love
His Love P K Routray A near circular space that is a human face havibg a diameter of ten centimeters covered by eyes, nose, mouth and ears can still...
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You Were There
You Were There By Paul McCann . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o7bOLgmOMqc When the walls came crashing down and there was no one around , that’s...
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Between the Lines: Chapter 4
The sound of thunder woke me up. I stretched. The alarm clock read 8:15. Hubert was probably in his favorite place. The smell of fresh coffee was...
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