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StoryCh18: Stolen May 31st lisa h1111 years 4 months ago
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StoryHappy 200th Birthday Eve MJG411 years 5 months ago
Blog entry Writing in the Digital Age, Saltwater and My Baby Shot Me Down Luke Neima711 years 5 months ago
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StoryCame the Spring Silver Spun Sand811 years 5 months ago
StoryAt Holcombe Beach (I.P.) Silver Spun Sand1711 years 5 months ago
StoryNo silver lining TFH511 years 5 months ago
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Storyschool photos 72 celticman2011 years 6 months ago
Blog entry04.04.14 Story, Poem and Inspiration Point of the Week Luke Neima111 years 6 months ago
StoryThe Revolution Has Not Yet Begun jolono1611 years 6 months ago
Blog entryInterview with Phil Klay, author of Redeployment Luke Neima511 years 6 months ago
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StoryOut of the Mouths of Babes Bee2611 years 6 months ago
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StorySliding Doors Silver Spun Sand811 years 6 months ago
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Cherry

Goodbye George

‘Goodbye lovely Boy’, John strokes the horse’s neck; breathes him in. ‘We tried everything’, he ruffles his wide hand over the black mane. Asks his...
Cherry

No Good News

Grey dawn with builder’s tea and buttered toast my computer eyes the dark world for sewer stories that stick like burrs. The woman who axes her...
Cherry

Summer's end

Rain hammers on windows before the hurricane. I fling open the wardrobe where summer still hangs; scented with perfume and sunscreen, translucent...
Cherry

Toad Spring 2018

The soil suddenly breathed as I forked a pale Hellebore into sodden earth. Almost riven through a spoon-backed, squat toad. Warty: blotched green-...
Gold cherry

The lover, the husband and the wife

Ava counted the two halves of the month in her mind, rocking them together like a cradle as Josh slid out of her. There was only a remote chance of...

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