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Angler (The Novel)
The fastest way home on foot from the bodega on Union Ave. was to cut across the next street on your left, go two miles up Lincoln, and jaywalk to ...
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The Artist and The Philosopher
The girl next door called me an artist the first day we moved in. She sat on the porch at the two story bungalow across the street, twisting a silver ...
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The Artist and the Philosopher
The girl next door called me an artist the first day we moved in. She sat on the porch at the two story bungalow across the street, twisting a silver ...
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Cherish
What we take for granted is more than you'd believeOften what we take for granted is everything we needHe took his dearest love for granted every single dayAnd yet it ...
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A Last Moment's Whisper
As if it were some warm, summer afternoon,golden sun rays enhancing his eyes, reflected on his beloved’s face.He could not see her cry, could not see those sapphires spoiling their ...
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What's wrong with this as a Beginning?
A twenty landed on the pile of bills before me. At my right, Daniel Aulone pushed his palms against the rim of the table and leaned back in his chair. ...
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What's wrong with this as a beginning?
A twenty landed on the pile of bills before me. At my right, Daniel Aulone pushed his palms against the rim of the table and leaned back in his chair. ...
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Memoir of the Keyless
If I could find that same brass skeleton keyengraved with my initials becauseyou used it on an autumn Sunday,arctic breeze biting the cheek of thegirl aside from you on the ...
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Nadie's Graveyard
Father spoke of a world wheregraveyards are unheard ofbecause little girls become dandelions sproutingin the lush meadowsbeyond the horizon of aKentucky farmhouseas they fall asleep foreternity.I thou
