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chelowens.com
"I am in control!" She screams, gripping fists of invisibility so hard she feels what's left of fingernails digging against her palms. Forget the past; forget what Steve or Phil or Jack or even James -if that was his name- said. "I am in control!" Forces more powerful than any touched by man answer, without... |
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chelowens.com
Back and forth. In and out. Sun to down. Winter to winter, for thirty years. The children changed. The house aged. The horses and cows and chickens and that mean old goat -all ended up at slaughter; to be replaced by horses, cows, chickens -but no more goats. For thirty years. She stood while the... |
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iainkellywriting.com
The sky is aflame at the end of the day. Another heatwave sweeps over the country. We're used to them now. Soon it will be monsoon season again and the dust and dirt will be swept away and there will be some green lands. I'll have a chance to grow some crops. But the sand... |
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lunas-online.com
Photo Prompt © Sandra Crook Under the ground"You said it's a secret?""Hush, don't make so much noise.""But what is it?"It's something down there.""All right, what are we going to do?""We're going to burrow down.""It's a new place, at least.""It'll be fine, and it smells okay.""Right then. Time to dig."Sometime later, the two of them had... |
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