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Ridgeline - Part Three: The Cut

She didn't run. She should have run. The Civic was sixty yards ahead and the stroller was built for jogging and her legs had been running twenty...
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Ridgeline - Part Two: The Man on the Trail

Her hands moved first. Before she registered the cargo shorts or the 5K t-shirt or the mask bunched under his chin — before any of that assembled...
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Ridgeline - Part One: The Trail

The walls were doing it again. Not moving — she wasn't that far gone. But the apartment had a way of pressing inward at four o'clock, when the blinds...
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Pass the Penny Story Challenge 10.

Jenny wanted to wrap herself in the bearskin rug on the cabin floor and take refuge in the forest. She didn’t want to kill anybody, but her daughter...

Three Cinquains

You Glow You glow with love for me. Accepting all I give, never questioning if I love. I don’t. T ears F all Tears fall like rivers of pain...

Did you know?

This one's from my 1968 Notebook - actually written in 1970. I was 20 and into Astrology. Did you know? Did you know that Cancer was compatible with...

Don't lose your cheer

Have you lost your cheer? Oh dear! Because of what you think is near? Well I bear good news that you must hear, and I aim to make it very clear. That...
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Deliverance

A tale of recklessness and good fortune.

Doors Closing

An old one - from Uni days (1999), before my Irish lover sent flowers and changed my life, forever. DOORS CLOSING How often has the door closed on...
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Poem of the week

What a Waist

Eating food is a reason to be cheerful, and the pleasure I get from it is something I’ve attempted to celebrate here in the style of Ian Dury and The Blockheads. If you know their work you could perhaps sing along with my words.
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Bron-29

Continued from Chapter 28: Bron-28 | ABCtales Bron cycled slowly along New Birch Moor Lane, towards the depot. She’ managed to get through on the...

Mother Of Sight

Mother Of Sight by Paul McCann Mother Of sight you helped me to see things I couldn’t understand . Mother Of sight I was blinded by grief until you...

The Measurement Of Where I Am

The Measurement Of Where I Am by Paul McCann Long of exile , short of breath wondering how much time is left . Minutes are like miles away and yet I...
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Prophesy: The Immortal Witch (17)

Part 16 at: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/prophesy-immortal-witch-16 The stone walls of St Bridget’s stand in silence as though stoical...
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Being Cheerful because ….

Signs of spring, beauty emerging … but … so … and still be cheered by …
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I. Deep Storage - Part Three

The fingers were the wrong temperature. A living hand would have been warmer. A dead hand would have been colder. This hand was the temperature of...
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Queegian Rant

Queegian Rant After watching a two-hour verbal rant by the President of the United States, threatening to destroy Iran’s bridges, power plants and...
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Tanka

My image
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I Wonder...

the essence of a word an idea, an expanse of something something I cant quite grasp I cant quite remember if it was ever a truth, an ultimate answer...
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