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Black Bag
Once it was filled with the finest Norwegian chocolate sometimes white, sometimes nutty. It came home every second Friday night, stuffed with...
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How to control temper
Once upon a time there was a little boy who was talented, creative, handsome, and extremely bright. A natural leader. The kind of person everyone...
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How to control temper
Once upon a time there was a little boy who was talented, creative, handsome, and extremely bright. A natural leader. The kind of person everyone...
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she sits alone this christmas
Soft sprawling light engulf the living room Her hat, which has seen better days Garnishes the oak farmhouse table Her tweed coat, discarded like a...
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grace
After a while she put the book down, Flaubert’s Parrot . She’d gotten a bit confused. There was a magazine rack with a pair of tatty blue slippers in...
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The Hunchback Poor Man
Rumored that there was a woman makes bread for her family every day, and makes an additional loaf of bread per day to any poor hungry person and put...
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The Roman Spring of Mrs. Stone (I.P.)
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BERMONDSEY GIRLS - Rose Amelia Wigzell - Part 5 - New Beginnings
Mum lived just long enough to see all her sons and sons-in-law back safe from the war, Lou, who she loved dearly, being the last one home. Her poor...
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The crowd
To be in the same place for too long, to be doing the same thing, spending time with the same people is not for the best. To understand a situation...
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The art of caring
‘…Hello, hello, can you hear me now…? ‘Yes, yes, yes… lost the signal for a minute, go ahead, you were saying? ‘…She had to have another x-ray…’ ‘...
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My Friend Johnny (chapter 2)
-4 hours earlier – Three men jump out of a sleek orange and black chevelle and pull ski masks over their faces as they run up the stairs. Two guards...
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THE BIRD BEGINS TO SING
when a guitar that was played with love has no semblance of a chord when a guitar that once roared with life is a simple slab of board . then that...
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We Who Survived -9 Lorinda Bewley
September 28 Mrs. Pringle provided me with an address for Lorinda Bewley Chapman, (pictured above) and I wrote to her. She has now replied and sent a...
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“Ladies and Gentlemen. Children of All Ages.”
Natasza is bouncing her ball in the hallway of her grandparents’ house. It’s a red ball, big and shiny, and she loves it. On the Minton floor, it...
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3. The Plot
Discreet blue flowers border his garden. In the bosky dark he spades. Effortlessly the clods fly & with white hands he pats the trench walls...
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Fear of Finding
Fear of finding the past is why boxes of papers sit waiting, until they are invisible, silent colourless ink seeps from the depths bleeds into dark...
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The Big Day
I am fast approaching my 60th birthday and I am still struggling to 'find' the true meaning of Christmas for me. My childhood was not always a happy...
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Wanna be blues
So you thought you’d write a song Tell of history in the making Mask the tears of the disenfranchised council scum Blend your rythmes harmoniously...
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2 texts and the phone still has'nt rang
2 texts and 10 o’clock and still no call The Segway music Bled into the end of the radio Sermon, reminding me of how we fitted together You light...
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Empathy
It sounds silly, but I feel others pain,. Often sympathetic when tryna figure out ones mind frame. We are not the same, yet in many ways we are, yet...
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