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The Smuggs Chronicle 2013, Part 2

Haibun Poetry Second Day: August 19, 2013 I. Stowe Path Walking the asphalt path Wildflowers purple and orange High grasses, blackberries Sycamores and maples Lining the sides Past a bend Top of a rise...

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Lame-O-Tard – Part One

Serial Fiction   When I was twelve-years-old I got accepted into the CAPA middle school program. This stood for Creative and Performing Arts- Americans love an acronym. To get in I had to try...

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Lemming Scavengers – Part Two

Serial Fiction After the initial shock had worn off, Jamie called the police and they took care of everything. The first thing they did was ask her exactly what had happened and she was...

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Claw Marks

Short Story   You always remember the first time you did something. Even years later. It’ll be something small, meaningless-but then you’ll go back for a split second to the exact moment whatever it...

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The Perfectly Imperfect Life

Non-Fiction Everyone wants perfection. Humanity thrives on the mere idea of reaching a stage of ‘perfection.’ The definition of perfection varies from person to person. Vast, like the universe. But at every stage of...

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The Smuggs Chronicle 2013, Part 1

Haibun Poetry First Day: August 18, 2013 The traffic slows to a crawl north of the Woodbury toll. We never hit traffic heading upstate before. After a half-hour, a silver jeep with a crushed...

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Raven – Part Three

Raven & the Secret in the Forest – Serial Fiction book 1 in the ‘Raven Kingdom’ series by Lëaf Ednïwinga Dedicated to my son, Raven. Love -Lëaf “A young boy who lives with his...

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The Virtual Realm

Article We live in a world where hashtags create revolutions and online petitions mould decisions. The internet is at its optimum and digital media has taken the world by storm. A new concept of...

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Animal Dilemmas – Guinea Pig Vicuña

The Vicuña led the silent pack through the frosty grass. They descended around to a southern slope and started grazing. ‘We left it to die,’ said on of them. ‘Why didn’t you carry it...

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Gothicarus: Part XIII – Dawn

Serial Gothic Poem The sun seemed like a new and exciting friend. Her carriage rolled along the road for days, Yet neither the journey nor the dips in the road and the rocks- suddenly...