Little Girl Bones by Cameron Kirk
She was sixteen and a runaway. Slightly built, but a heart the size of the mountains she had been...
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Quiet Moments by Les Bohem
Annie woke up screaming this morning and it was her screaming that woke me up. I had been...
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don’t let the bedbugs bite by John Reinhart
don’t let the bedbugs bite under the poplar’s shade the world passes by – my big...
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Captive by Lianne Kamp
Captive In the dream – she runs, muscles pumping the air which grows thick and...
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servant by Greg Schwartz
servant her magic calls to him echoes on the breeze rise she whispers to the wind. ...
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