Daniel Eakin
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From the FoyerA Story by Daniel EakinThe boy runs into the street and seems alright. The birds are singing and no cars are around. The sun shines overhead. There is something odd concerni.. |
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The Floating CloudA Poem by Daniel EakinThe cloud floats on air of blue. It is made of water dew. The more it floats, the more it soaks, when the rains come due. |
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Blue RosesA Poem by Daniel EakinBlue roses sit on peach-yellow sills. Green leaves bask in white sunlight. The morning sun wakes up the land. The clouds are like th.. |
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Write WellA Poem by Daniel EakinWrite to communicate, yes. Nevertheless, write with honor. Leave an honorable legacy with your written words. |
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I am MyselfA Poem by Daniel EakinI am myself and am not you. I am neither them. I may be like you or them and within perchance the same groupings. Nonetheless, I am myself. We must un.. |
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The Long Walk HomeA Story by Daniel EakinThe long departure of a man from a haunted house. |
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The Season of the Curious DilemmaA Story by Daniel EakinIcy rain pitter-patters from a leaden firmament on a January eve in Seattle 1919. It hits upon the window pane of the office of Dr. James Mo.. |
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The TripA Story by Daniel EakinI hike through the woods with the fir trees, pines near and far, clothed in moss, giving a sense of mystery. While I cautiously step around roots.. |
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The Garden BeckonsA Poem by Daniel EakinA brief prose-like poem about a garden. |
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