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Good Humans and Romeo
The Beginning. George and the Cup. She started to pack the silver cup. “No.” Turning to me with the cup in her right hand and the open box in her left, LaToya said, ”What?” “That cup is mine,” dropping … Continue reading
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Timber Bamboo and Me
Here and there I see patches of hot white sky. The sun would burn me if it wasn’t held back by the tall, skinny, green trunks of the bamboo trees. They tower over me in my slightly reclined position. It … Continue reading
Sun Kissed
The sun kissed my eyes and made me squint. Watching my dog at the corner of our fenced backyard, barking at a neighboring dog, blurred my focus as a small bird’s flapping wings flew through my line of vision. It … Continue reading