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For A Sol'tary..., Chris Tanner
Candles..., Kathy Murphy
Candlelight Ii., James H.
Verano De España, Peter J. Duffy
Butterskin Girl, Kathy Murphy
The Ranch, Cornell Juliano
The Ranch, Cornell Juliano
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"The road was dirt and gravel. It dead-ended at the ranch where the two of us lived in the foothills of the Colorado Rockies. A blizzard that had rolled in from the mountains two days earlier was blowing like God's wrath. The road wouldn't be cleared anytime soon."
Slope Dope, Polly Lynne Christina Fitzgerald
Our Big Oak Tree, Kenneth P. Kula
Sector, Kim Tomczak
A Delicate Dance At The Monroe Developmental Center, David Delaney
A Delicate Dance At The Monroe Developmental Center, David Delaney
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Tip Time, Funeral Fire, Robert Kern
Tip Time, Funeral Fire, Robert Kern
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"I Wouldn't be caught dead in a funeral parlor!"
Dream Of A Dying Dog, Don Blair
The Nest, David Delaney
Gypsy Joy, N/A Gin
The Star, Don Blair
Life's Struggle, Kenneth P. Kula
Tear Dance, Kathy Murphy
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They Lie Now In Small Packets Upon The Desk, A Position Hardly..., Dan Mcgurk
They Lie Now In Small Packets Upon The Desk, A Position Hardly..., Dan Mcgurk
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"They lie now in small packets upon the desk, a position hardly appropriate for what they contain. In the clutter and waste that surround them they appear to be almost another pile of insignificant odds and ends. Occasionally will be extracted from this wasteland and examined but these brief glances hardly do justice to the memories they evoke."
Candlelight I., James H.
Lightning..., Kathy Murphy
Friends, Kenneth P. Kula
Preliminary Pages, No Author
Listening To Vivaldi Thinking Of Beauty, Don Blair
Wool Coat, Kathy Murphy
An Afternoon..., K. H.
My Consiousness Withers..., Mary Pasieka
Measure, Robert Cullivan
Ode To Jeremy, Jean M. Kase
Somwhere Between The Knife And The Arrow, Eric Deritis
Somwhere Between The Knife And The Arrow, Eric Deritis
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"... He peered down into the cavern. He could see only the faint orange glow of the torches that lined the walls of the main cavern which gave rise to several secondary passage ways, and so on, forming a vast network of multi-level tunnels that weaved and intertwined endlessly underground. The echoing snap of water drops, losing their last, futile grip at the sharp tip of stalactites and splattering onto the cold hard floor of the cave, played at his mind. Soon he would enter into a new world; …