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Left for Dead By Raymond Roy: #writephoto

Body aching, covered in dirt, like I had died, was buried, dug back up then ran over me with a truck. Trying to get my bearings I look across the Idaho landscape, not a soul in site with the exception … Continue reading

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A mysterious discovery by Neel Anil Panicker #writephoto

Anita loved her early morning walks. It helped that her house was the last abutting the forested area that stretched out over more than a few acres and beyond leading up to the river. She would wake up at the … Continue reading

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Exit in Trance… Suart France

* …Face of moving water Breathing in water The water a breathing face… * Today I will speak to you For, today, we hold a race A sprint to the death Whose spirit yields to the swiftest The fleetest of … Continue reading

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Guest robot: Lisa Burton – An invitation

How much would you pay to reach a potential audience of say, a hundred thousand readers? And what if, instead, you could do that for FREE, with no strings attached? Writers need to promote their work… interviews, guest posts, radio … Continue reading

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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

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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

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White-Skunk seeks medicine VIII… Stuart France

* … Once Rice-Bird’s whistle could no longer be heard, Skunk soon forgot his fear. He came to a shady place. “Ah, this would be a good place to play the stick-game,” thought Skunk. He gathered some chunks of rotten … Continue reading

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Empty from Of Glass and Paper #writephoto

I woke up in the open: behind me the sun was setting, and I could see, on the ground ahead of me, the shadow of a large tree. Some old wreckage appeared half buried, atop a small tumulus, and beyond … Continue reading

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White-Skunk seeks medicine VII… Stuart France

* … Rice-Bird now knew the thing that Skunk feared and he began to throw his voice in a whistle from Skunk’s back-pack. “Ugh!” cried Skunk when he heard the whistle and he turned and fled in the opposite direction. … Continue reading

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Empty  by Sarah #writephoto

They’d just got the big field cut when they were called away. My dad and my brothers headed off to town one Tuesday morning, in the early, misty morning. They were just going to a meeting, they said, but they … Continue reading

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