W. Barrett Munn Writing

*** Back by the stream when you stopped to reposition your backpack, your phone fell out, and the stones in the stream b..

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*** One would think melancholia would subside over time -- it never does -- This stench is of the rankest kind..

*** The pain came unexpectedly -- more than a thorn jabbed into my bare thumb from forgetting gloves and mishandling ..

*** Last night, my mother died for the second time in my life. And you celebrated. It’s hard not to overreact when ..

*** For just a moment we’re on top of the world; then, we start to fall again. This is love filled with ..

*** Hot air keeps balloons soaring, passion’s response to the bellow’s breathing fire. A limited edition ..

*** I wrote down some words that formed a road; I didn’t know where it would take me. I stepped on the pedal, ..

*** There’s only one third of the chocolate cake left; my waist wears the other two halves, tipping the scales at ..

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Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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