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Tag Archives: fiction
Stones
A child’s wheelbarrow lay on its side in the yard. Above it, the white undersides of maple leaves shimmered through warped window glass, and the whole lawn lay bare in the spottled shade. The fight had started in the basement … Continue reading →
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The Collector
Sandra blamed John’s unemployment for his confusion. They were finally lonely together, like two birds mated for a season and subject to the mysterious light of autumn that would bid them go. What she had seen in him, she still … Continue reading →
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