LenaGrove
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Window-Sheild VacationA Story by LenaGrovechronicling the many years of travel. |
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When We Are GoneA Poem by LenaGroveWhen We Are Gone and the ashen world sways lonely, who will the bare branches whisper to? Once they cradled cherry blossoms clo.. |
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A Redheaded WoodpeckerA Poem by LenaGroveA redheaded woodpecker and a weathered rocking chair. I sit and listen and read, Walt Whitman. He speaks to me. Because of .. |
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Wolf ChildA Story by LenaGroveWolf Child v The boy sat shivering in the cold and the night. His toes had gone numb, limp stubs that would do him no good. He rubbed.. |
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The Day Your Death Became A PossibilityA Poem by LenaGroveThe Day Your Death Became a Possibility terrible visions stormed through my head like scenes from a black and white movie .. |