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Repost: What? #8

I wrote this a couple of years ago now and felt it appropriate to repost it now. Enjoy! Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of … Continue reading

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Repost: What? #8

I wrote this a couple of years ago now and felt it appropriate to repost it now. Enjoy! Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of … Continue reading

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What? #11

I sat alone in the dark. The slow steady thrum of my breath kept clock time for me. The misty, moist cloud that escaped my mouth and evaporated in the moonlight was my entertainment. That one looked like a cloud. … Continue reading

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U2: Springhill Mining Disaster

I was lucky enough to receive an excellent sound quality version of this song! Enjoy! I realized when I heard this song that I’d never heard this song! Heard the title many times but I guess I’d never heard nor … Continue reading

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Repost: What? #8

I wrote this last year and felt it appropriate to repost it now. Enjoy! Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of light on his face. … Continue reading

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What? #9

The smells always made him cringe. He knew he had a job to do but this part of it always left him cold and nauseous. Poking through all the wet bits to see what special extracts he could glean from … Continue reading

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What? #8

Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of light on his face. She could see he was pensive though she couldn’t tell if he was happy, … Continue reading

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What? #7

Your hand rested on mine as we sat.  That kind of slow, detached smile was on your lips as you looked at me.  Here, but there.  The corners of my lips moved up a touch but you couldn’t see.  I … Continue reading

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