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Raindrops (poem)

Pit. Pat. Pit Pat. Raindrops hit the old screen on the window. Pit. Pat. Pit-pit-pat. Sounds should soothe... Pit. Pat. Pit-pit-pit-pat. Echoes sounding off in my mind Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat. The rain signals his return. Pit. Pat. Pit-pit-pit. Pat.... Continue Reading →

What Stories Are Made Of (microfiction)

Thunder cracks from a bitter sky, followed by harsh blows of light. She stared at the unforgiving sky, enthralled. Surely, every good story starts with a storm. My first 3 Line Tale! I've been reading the threads from time to... Continue Reading →

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