Alene Parr
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Swing SetsA Poem by Alene ParrLife’s a set of swings, Alone in the wind. For all the joy it brings, Was left to rust again. .. |
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Breath From My LungsA Poem by Alene ParrBreath from my lungs Hung in the air. The only sign That I am Alive. |
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A Woman's WorkA Story by Alene ParrMonica has a busy day ahead of her. |
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The Heart Is A StrangerA Poem by Alene ParrThe heart is a stranger You think you understand But it tricks you and laughs It plays with your mind An.. |
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March 2045A Story by Alene ParrA letter from a teenage boy, post-zombie apocalypse to an unknown reader. |
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Devil's VisitA Story by Alene ParrA strange visitor shows up to prove that the world isn't all bad. |
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The Day Gary Fled For His LifeA Story by Alene ParrGary doesn't have much to do with the world, and the world doesn't have much to do with Gary, until today. |
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A Story About the Old Birch TreeA Story by Alene ParrMaria doesn't believe in ghosts. But she soon discovers that maybe the woods behind her house ARE haunted. |
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