Sarah Treaster
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Summer NightA Poem by Sarah TreasterI lay stillMy toes curled and my eyes glazedThe heat coming inside from the summer night surrounds mePores tingling with discomfortI sighLungs grow an.. |
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Shattered GlassA Story by Sarah TreasterThere was a loud knock on the door. Callie froze. “Hello? Anyone in there? Daryl! Open up!” The muffled voice of Ginny co.. |
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Blue Duffle BagA Story by Sarah TreasterCourtney’s old subaru stuttered and stalled as she sat at the red light. The large blue duffle bag sat ominously on the leather se.. |
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