| Dotted Tree
| | Your sketchpad is half-hidden... | | Words: | 129 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| The Bluest Moon - excerpt
| | This is a small excerpt from the novel I wrote for NaNoWriMo called <i>The Bluest Moon</i>.... | | Words: | 1793 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Fulfillment
| | In the summer, the retention hole... | | Words: | 203 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Faux Haven
| | Counting change at the counter,... | | Words: | 198 | | Comments: | 2 | | Status: | Public |
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| Coals in the Alley
| | Aideen wrapped the last few pieces of stale bread in her mama’s handkerchief. She tucked the... | | Words: | 1985 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| | Mr. Robichaux could hear his wife rummaging through the pots and pans just inside the house. He... | | Words: | 2948 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Jadwiga
| | “Will she send me away?” William of Hapsburg asked me in a letter. We once wrote frequently,... | | Words: | 3270 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Cedar Chest
| | On the car ride back from mother’s home in... | | Words: | 751 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Runes
| | Small holidays spent alone at home bring out boredom unlike anything else. Within a few hours of... | | Creative Non-Fiction | | Updated: | 27-10-07 |
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| Reunion
| | She’s across the room, standing in the doorway. Simple black pumps, red dress that falls to her... | | Short Stories | | Updated: | 27-10-07 |
| Words: | 978 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Mister Boddard's House
| | Ruth’s hands rest on the door handle. An hour ago they were scrubbed clean in a porcelain bowl,... | | Words: | 2234 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Songbirds
| | Though this song is meant for lovers,... | | Words: | 146 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Bird
| | I know the bird at my window has traveled far.... | | Words: | 228 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Fire
| | Janie tires when she has time to close her eyes and think.... | | Words: | 119 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Ode to Shoes
| | I was rarely without your company... | | Words: | 188 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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| Consumption
| | In the living... | | Words: | 189 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Cocoon
| | She fades beyond the background,... | | Words: | 163 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Spare Change
| | When I was four... | | Words: | 293 | | Comments: | 1 | | Status: | Public |
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| Likeness
| | My uncle??s hands have fingers gnarled and... | | Words: | 323 | | Comments: | 0 | | Status: | Public |
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