Murph
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Song by a Haitian Ghost GypsyA Poem by MurphSupposed to be a blues song played by a ghost in a new story I'm writing. The scene is a blues bar. |
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What to DrinkA Story by MurphI stop once the idea came to me. I hit the open button on the DVD player and stand up with the DVD still in my hand. I could use a drink. The O’.. |
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Mergers and AcquisitionsA Story by MurphThis place is one big mouth, and it’s everyone’s job to stand on a tooth. After we first enter and see how crowded it is, we find a little.. |
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Hope You Guess My NameA Story by Murph“The same?” the waitress asks, leaning forward with a wooden box of cigars. She smiles politely with her mouth closed and eyebrows raised... |