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Poem: Morning Vigil – hermitsdoor

We awake to a waning gibbous, Poem: Morning Vigil

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I’ll Be Staying, Thanks – The Drabble

Name’s Mortimer Brontide. My family’s been on this land for generations. I don’t know how you came into possession of the place. Regardless of what the law says about current ownership, I’ll not be removed. So, kindly put away the … Continue reading

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Friday Photo – Chelsea Ann Owens

Friday Photo

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ShareYourDay #TankaTuesday — Chelsea Ann Owens

?#ShareYourDay #TankaTuesday

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Meet Me Later – The Drabble

Ernie’s hand shook as he re-read last week’s letter. Alice had finally agreed to speak to him – almost 50 years after their falling out. In the 1980s they were a singing duo, Enrico and Cassandra. They toured the clubs; … Continue reading

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A Fight to the Finish – The Drabble

The hail struck her roof like gunshots, matching the cacophony inside her as Grief and Anger battled it out. Anger was winning and she was glad. Sorrow was a flabby excuse for a feeling; only Rage could muffle the wailing … Continue reading

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Patchouli Oil — The Drabble

The stink of the diesel idling outside their apartment agitated the old man. His caregiver opened a vial of patchouli oil and wafted it under his nose. Instantly he calmed. A smile formed as he remembered the sixties, a long-haired, … Continue reading

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Seoul Station — The Drabble

I see through the glass doors, a girl staring at me on the opposite side of the track. She stares as if I remind her of someone she noticed before. She too reminds me of someone of another time. My … Continue reading

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Sunday Short Story – Sending Out An SOS — Times and Tides of a Beachwriter

Nicholas felt like Winnie the Pooh after eating a whole jar of honey…though he was not stuck in Rabbit’s burrow, but in the window of the end cubicle of the Gent’s toilet. In one of his chaplit rom com novels … Continue reading

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Every Picture Tells a Story — The Drabble

In her hands she holds the gilt-framed photograph of their wedding day. Dazzling smiles, sparkling eyes, and hope-filled faces. She frowns, no longer recognizing the couple. Instead she thinks of the late night phone messages; his unused gym bag returned … Continue reading

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