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I wonder how it must have been… humans in perfect safety, perfect peace every plant a kind food, nutritious, delicious. Life without c..

The problem is, some sort of feline encephalitis. when they get it, they die. It comes from little nasties that used to feed on bobc..

The rusty old man, shoes covered with fallen leaves, moves alone toward winter.

The first cigarette I ever smoked was after dark. A fresh, long reject from someone’s car with magenta lipstick on the filter. I..

Momma made a quilt for me from old dresses and rags she saved. My lover took it to the park that day and spread it in the glade. It was the..

There is a carnival in the sky flashing light and making noise, threatening rivers of rain to come with lights a-spin and thunder, too. ..

I’ve read of the Greeks and, Socrates aside, they were a weird bunch of bedfellows, but they knew danger, an..

The king on the mirror,has been hung... born to master craftsman and friend knife to crown the the wooden frame laughs at our vanity bu..

The thing about that summer was the long walks in the isolated back-ountry roads of Wisconsin. The green tinged with blue… The..

So you were kind to that wino with the shopping cart... So you voted against instead of for… So you made hot love to Mary J..