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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Or maybe you don’t want one, Peter Jenkins, died of Alzheimer's, was an incredible man, very devoted to don’t want to be trapped between the pages of the Daniel Silverman, age 85, dedicated husband, father, and grandfather newspaper, between the rows of naked souls airbrushed wi...
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    When we reached the end of time, I laughed at how plain it was. Where are all the signs warning us not to step over the edge? We unpacked our basket, laying out our red-and-white checked blanket and a lavish spread of PB&J sandwiches and watermelon slices. We ate and then peered intentl...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    The angels are dancing tonight. They’re tangoing and swinging and waltzing, whirling up a cloud of dust. My heart is pounding and I’m giddy and guffawing too loudly and I keep tripping and I think I might be spinning, though I was trying to walk. He pulls me into him, grabs my hands in his...
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    Sometimes I wonder if God ever tires of painting. Each day I wake up early to watch Him revise the intricate layers of sky. His concentrated breath fogs up the celestial lens as He dips the tip of His brush in sun-ink and delicately traces the wispy contours of spider-spun clouds twinin...
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    Yesterday, I thought I saw you when God’s colors were spilt. The incessant pecking of birds perched in the tangled mane of tree limbs had finally torn the sky’s stitches. The long, straggly fingers of the shadow-shrouded trees had jolted God’s paint-pots. Cascades of color ...
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    I thought if I dutifully recorded stories and sketches in the notebook you gave me when you were first hospitalized you would come home. Each day, my blunt-tipped lead diligently traversed the expanse of blank pages, stocking them with rations of sky splintered by summer’s t...
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    George was an average man. Like all average men, he was going gray and starting to bald. Like all average men, he had a decent job and a decent car. Like all average men, he had a dog. But his dog was anything but average. He was a man of order. There was a time for everything. Every day, he would ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    It was in the wheat fields that he first saw her. He was sitting all alone, chewing an apple, when she appeared. She had eyes of diamonds. He stared. She smiled. The sun glared in his eyes. He blinked. She was gone. He wistfully gathered the sunlight and patched together wings of gold. Sh...
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    Suspended in the air limbs stretched out body twisted in an X pain etched in her face --- yet she is beautiful. Her pale milky skin is lost in the blinding white snow. Her long raven-black hair snarls and tangles as she is tossed through the sky. She glows as the wind whips her face a...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    A dream will not be truthful nor sincere, nor will forgive those welcomers of pain who err by turning to reality, to all that lies beneath the heaven's reign. A dream can have no shoulder to cry on, nor lends a helping hand when you grow old. A dream cannot be solid nor be touched. ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    rain- drops slipping through the clouds spilling into puddles like a Whisper sending shivers down hot skin drip- drop slinky She-bodies dancing through the sky feel the Rain wrapping round me smothering my hushed breath (...i want more) her fingers on my lips tracing---shhhh...

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