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This is a sequel to: https://www.abctales.com/story/marandina/most-vial The jet plane roared as it penetrated trans-Atlantic airspace. The ocean rose...

ACE, ACE BABY- CORONOVIRUS DIARIES She scores the winning goal. Hailstorms again in South London today. No hail or thunder can stop the eight year...

I must write down more of these people I used to know in Spain, before I forget them. Of course, changing the names means their true identity will disappear, so will I remember them or not? Anyway, the bones of this are true.

We Were Lions in our younger days able to drive foot heavy on the pedal where gravel roads like ribbons in the country-side accepted grudgingly an 80...

Even in the darkest dark there is moonlight. You can have shallow dreams of fairy dust and butterflies, but that’s not what life is like. There are...

Red brick wall, patch of crumbling mortar: roots take hold, space fills so greenery, sprinkled with pointed bells of blue campanula spills over:...

This road might never end, Like a silver coin, Flipping over and over and over, Spewed by the darkness, Melting back into it, Bright beneath the...

We launched into the edge of Friday’s last evening light at the onset of our tenting plans- after a restful sleep in our canoes upon a small lake...

While Martha and Perfidia drew designs in the tea leaves at the bottom of their teacups with their slim spoons Willow jumped down from the stool and...