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Raven – Part Two

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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My Friend With The Big Foot

Short Fiction   I have a secret; one that no one else on earth knows about. Well, except for you now, I guess. But you have to promise not to tell a single soul,...

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Father’s Day ’13

Haibun The crescendos of a jazz trumpeter blend with the plucked strings of a stand-up bass and the percussion of drums. The trio plays on as we snack on crackers and cheese, our backs...

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On Safety

Somehow after diving in and swimming to the center Held there in suspense of everything I never felt freer than when my feet couldn’t touch the Earth and Suddenly the air in my lungs...

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Animal Dilemmas – Giant Turtle Sea Horse

Short Story The removal of the shrimp did not cause concern. On the contrary, the aquarium dwellers were relieved that such an aggressive and unreasonable creature has been expelled. Feeding time came and after...

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Anger Revealed

Sometimes I want to burn them all, to wash away all the dirt beneath their dirty feet, make them fall and fall, from the cliffs; into waters underneath. Anger is my God! I pray...

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Gothicarus: Part III – Decisions

Serial Poem “Keralynne!” he fiercely whispered, In a voice that roused her from her trance. “I am here, outside your window; It’s a night fit for romance.” She rose, brushing back the curtains From...

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Ship of Dreams

Life Poem I am aboard a ship, looking at my past, don’t know where I’ll go, don’t know who I am. Is this my home I’m leaving? There, the little spot on the horizon,...

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Young Artist’s Patience

Haibun One knee on the grass. One foot on the grass. Frankie’s hands work the eraser over the page. Then he sets the ruler down and draws again. All his complaints about no AC...

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The Bay

Travel Stories   From Boulevard Jean Jaures down to Rue Alexandre Mari the moonlight fell on everything, like a painter had dragged his brush, daubing the puddles from the evening showers so the water...

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Winter Mind Trip

Poem   Monstrous winds toss the trees Their twigs clatter like old bones And a small dark figure huddles in a corner; Curled against the stones. Scarfed up to the eyes, it waits for...