spilled wine

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Earth Heart

Another new beginning. Rolling away another stone. But I feel my interest fading with the wind. The burgeoning,creaking heart of oak.

Silence is Just Another Word for Love, Chapter One

If you seek the root of suffering, look to a woman. She is filled to her sweet and cheery brim with it, and she'll never hesitate to fill your cup, too.

Poem for laplace transform

math and series

Little white lie

Cherry

Blue on Blue

On Sundays we’d go fishing, Dad and I.

Coasting Chapter 6

Friday

Ground Control To Major Tom (Part 2)

Suddenly a loud siren like noise blared from the console and I would have leapt out of my seat if I wasn’t strapped in to it.

the Holy Lance - Chapter 8

Wherein we meet our enemy

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