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The New Girl

A Story by Porter

She looked at me. I was plunged into theblueness of her eyes. No, not just the blue. The green, the teal, the aqua.I was staring into..

Charlotte

A Poem by Porter

The house didn't look that old,not as old as the house's owner,anyway.He was sitting in a lawn chairwhen I passed by.Another one beside him,though it ..

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