THE BEAST MOVES IN The big black beast came to live in our home when I was six years old. Tarnished, scratched and needing repair, the beast snarled while entertaining us. Becoming a part of our family, we accepted its deficiencies. A mangled coat hanger created rabbit ears for improved reception and a butter knife…
This piece is about my cousin, who is almost 2 years old, and his dad, who was just deployed with the Coast Guard to help clean up the oil spill in the Gulf.
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Death of the Rag Man’s Mule
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Even though I only had faint hopes of seeing him, I constantly scanned the crowd. BR 100 words contest.
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One Hundred
Mrs. Taba, next door, turned one hundred on the eighth day of the eighth month.
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Men in the Margins
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Horst
A composite character
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Global Positioning System
…butterflies and rainbows will lead the way.
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On The Way To The Place Where We Used To Throw Rocks
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Splintered Self
"What do I see? Am I blinded by reality?"