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Month: December 2016

Poem: A Coma in Fall

By: Mary Bone Watching nature unfold, I am silent as leaves Fall from trees. My eyes are hypnotized By the different colors piling up on my body. I am a leaf angel As I move my arms back and forth…

Story: Shadow Creek

By: Tom Sheehan Houston McKee slipped out of the water and the cluster of reeds he had hidden in when the gunfight occurred more than an hour earlier. Hoof beats of the bushwhackers had faded for at least 20 minutes….