Rome

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Turkey Town

My name is Sgt. Drake. I'm a turkey. I work the homicide division. The following story will sicken you.

The Kissing Moon

It was on the night of the Harvest Fiesta that the moon shone its magic on the village of San Miguel.

Leggings@60+com 18 trying this out in script format.

a bit of Leggings in script format, I'm not sure it will come over okay in this slot... whoops, here goes fingers crossed...

Wide-Eyed and Alive

feelings of elation.

Rosa Lee

Bridgeton march 2007:- ‘The problem with Bridgeton-‘I start to say.
Cherry

"Darkest Before Dawn" (I.P.)

He will not sleep tonight;

Scope

In terrorizing visions, I see virions of greed; icosahedral capsids vaster than cathedral domes and, wherever they hover, poverty erupts and bleeds

Parasite Host

A poem originally published in Earthlove magazine but which I would like to share with ABCtaler's
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Deleted Stories: Tomorrow, Tom Morrow

This was a kid's poem that I deleted some time ago but which I would like to re-post.

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