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Subtle Signs..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
The loneliness crept in like shadows after sunset by a front door. It was in the corner of my bedroom where a cricket rubbed its legs together as ..
Between Two Trees..By Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Barry invited twenty five guests to his outdoor barbeque. It was in a huge backyard behind his home. There were enough tables, chairs, food and dr..
Most Significant Toast Of All..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
We click glasses together and say cheers. Mostly on special occasions like Christmas and New Years Eve. Weddings included. Sometimes it may..
So The Time Is Right..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
A place and a location may sometime Trigger a fond memory. Something we used to do or go That made us happy to be there. Usually it was fro..
A Special Email..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Roberta and Ruth were identical twins, something very special which establishes a really close bond with sisters. They seemed to read each others ..
Reserved For Beverly And Bob..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
There was something Beverly spotted in one of the aisles of the drug store she was shopping in. It was in a green bottle and she remembered it a..
A Vial Of Tears..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
For some strange reason unknown to me, I decided to save my tears. A small vial with asecure cap was kept with me at all times wherever I went. It..
Bed Of Dreams..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
She brushes her hairin the reflection of a moonlit lake. A paddle gently rubs the water as the canoe Slowly reaches the shore. Her cabin await..
And A Childhood Friend..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Teresa grew up with a favorite doll. It was not only a childhood toy, but a playmate and someone to talk to. Those things were very real back then..
Spoons, Stirrers, And Straws..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
Hot soup keeps us warm in winter, while cold drinks keep Us cool in summer. A spoon in one season, a stirrer and a Straw in another. The hum..
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