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Daily Archives: March 26, 2017
Empty by Isabel Caves #writephoto
“It’s empty.” “No it’s not,” I snapped. We were trekking through my mind, for crying out loud. It was not empty. “The transporter’s faulty,” I grumbled. “It probably sent us into your mind instead. That’s always been empty.” Continue reading … Continue reading
Passion and Pathos: Spirit of the Dance by Jan Malique
The dancers moved intuitively to the sound of their hearts as the music swelled and sobbed. It finally paused, waiting for the lovers to catch their breath. This was more than an interlude in a cafe that had seen glory and laughter … Continue reading
#writephoto – Darcy’s Shack from Morpeth Road.
There wasn’t much left of Darcy’s old fishing shack after the storm. The shack had sat on the edge of the beachhead for as long as I could remember and Darcy was just a name my father told me about. … Continue reading
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Empty by Ritu #writephoto
It wasn’t often that she got to the beach ahead of the rest of the crowds, but today was one of those days. The morning mists were just clearing, and the sun was starting to shine. Looking at the empty … Continue reading
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The Day I Killed Mom #MothersDay #humor #SundayBlogShare
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The day I Killed Mom—a (mostly) true story When she turned fifty, my mother took up a new career: dying. It was a family tradition, she explained. “People in my family don’t make it out…
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Mothering Sunday
Someone, somewhere must have a vicious sense of humour. It is Mother’s Day in England today… a day when many Mums may get to lay in bed a little longer… except that today is also the day when we lose … Continue reading
White-Skunk seeks medicine IX… Stuart France
* … After leaving Skunk, Young-Wolf had overtaken his brothers and told them that, “Skunk was carrying a poor Rice-Bird in his back-pack.” They all came back down the valley looking for Skunk. They heard his stick-game song and crept … Continue reading