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The Rosebush and The Brier – Part Two

Short Story   The coals hissed as Bobbie threw handfuls of wet sand into the fire pit. “C’mon Williams, get your boots on; we’re heading out.” He popped up from his sleep, remembering the...

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Stuck

A world without Bill. This building would be a hotel. Stuck, fucking stuck My first words to be heard and I’m fucking stuck Stuck in a fucking airport, surrounded yet unseen, in a river...