Dwellers of the New World Chapter Four ( Pt 9 )
Ida sat in her wagon by candlelight, contemplating the boy. She listened to his breathing,
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Fun In The Sun Chapter 1
Sal peered into the bathroom mirror and patted some more powder foundation onto her nose and cheeks to cover up the sprinkling of freckles there that always frustrated her so much.
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3818
3818 was sinister. People who walked past it averted their eyes from it as if they were in a nightmare; wanting desperately to know what horrors lay in wait inside...
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Enya Can Bring About World Peace?
I could listen to the eldritch voice of Enya all day: the Celtic harmonies of a harp, the soothing and caramel tones of the Irish siren, the elegiac strains of an electronic hurdy-gurdy.
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Morning nosh
Ira and his son Jacob sat down for a morning nosh. “Dad?” “Yes, Jacob?” “I just noticed how precise you are with putting schmear on your bagels.” “What do you mean?”
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The sun and seas a jolly cast?
The sun and seas a jolly cast As is the sail tied to the mast And those laggards anchored Without a future or a past… Who are they to sink then? To the bottom of a glass
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How Do You Know if You Are In Love?
How do you know you are in love? The answer to a question that has been asked for generations.
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Ovis Aries
It sat there glistening Pink, red raw, naked One sad eye bulged And seemed to gaze at the morning sun As commuters trudged past Grim, relentless Bits of chewing gum and fag butts surrounded it
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Elegy for a Post Office
Here is a fond farewell, you flakes of peeling paint on the old white door, closed forever. Adieu stamps and stationery, quaint reminders of yesteryear. There is no profit in village gossip
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