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Remember Me Now?..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
Old times and acquaintances come go throughout The years. Most are forgotten but those special few Pop up every once in a while. Sometimes whe..
In A Tall Round Glass..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
It was just another New Years Eve party at a local bar. Some of the customers were regulars and others were new comers. Barry was a regular for ..
Pier 19..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Kevin had realistic dreams which played out like a soap opera. At least three times a week they would occur and would continue where the previou..
Coming Into Focus..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Harriet went into an antique shop with no idea of what to buy. It was just a matter of browsing around until she saw something that caught her e..
At The Weenie Roast..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
I was just driving along the country road taking in the sights and sounds of its serenity. A familiar hotel with a name long since forgotten had..
For My Grandma..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Grandma baked oatmeal and chocolate chip cookies like nobody could. There were weekends she spent here and gave mom a break, for she would cook ..
My Maria..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Maria worked the late shift cleaning up the offices on the 25th floor our building. A draft came from an open window that November evening as sh..
Before We Leave..by Michael
A Poem by
Michael Reisman
Before we leave, let me continue. The mail and chats have been fantastic, but Something more is needed to be done. It is a dream of you on my ..
Nurse Angelina..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
The doctor held up an x-ray and explained to me as best he could what it meant. My nine year old son three to six months to live, which is what ..
Final Collection..by Michael
A Story by
Michael Reisman
Amanda was fascinated with butterflies ever sinceshe was a kid. At sixteen years old she decided to start a collection. A small butterfly net wa..
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