BELOW OUR FOKKER 100 poem

A thimble of activity in our worldly adventures. Life is much more than a stack of greenbacks

VIEW FROM THE TOP poem

From this observer’s crows nest all is calm on McNabb Island, its only outpost a lighthouse beam smiling at me, this neck of land guarding harbour’s open mouth.
Cherry

The city is different now

my legs are like newlyweds asleep in bed breathing in synchronicity

Sand heaps

They were our neighbours we moved in the same day we were both five years old. There were french drains and gravel roads and a blackout with each thunderstorm.
Cherry

Story.

There’s one person in this world whom I hate. I was reminded of this the other day when the phone rang.

Death of a Spambot.

An unordered tale.

"TOGETHERNESS"

She came my mum's too . chat,coffee, church centres ,young old visit, maybe this wouldn't happened checked.But we don't. card. Beautiful last words "I love the gravy" I remember ."R.I.P.
Cherry

A Very Fine Solution

Serial Thriller Competition

The Angel's Silence 5

School was now over, and Rayna was looking for Maya. She hadn't seen her in a while, and was wondering where she was.

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