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If Fiddles Were Feathers

If Fiddles Were Feathers

A Poem by Jeannie Stevens


Step into a nonsensical and imaginative place where children's dreams fly
Gem of the Mountain

Gem of the Mountain

A Story by S.A. Rollison


1 Pennies. That oh so familiar metallic taste of Rabbit's own blood filled her mouth. She had bit her cheek while rough housing with Butch. S..