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The bite of scotch bonnet nipped at Anika’s nose. Humming, Joachim was whipping up shrimp and jollof rice in his kitchen for their special evening together. Tenderhearted, Joachim went out of his way each day to make her feel special. It was their first anniversary. She was so lucky with Joachim. They’d met at work.
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“Have you ever seen a squonk’s tears? Well, look at mine,” Harrison belted out the Steely Dan lyric. Music waltzed around Harrison’s sunny studio. He stepped back from the nearly finished bust. With a clay covered hand, Harrison stroked his graying beard. He looked from the police artist sketch to the e-fit back to his
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Each autumn, the leaves surrender in gold to the ground belowWindswept from indifferent branches they fed all summerThe waters know what it means to be battered to and froriver stones worn grief smooth by careless currentsin choreographed odysessys flocks abandon the snowand even the earth accepts the sun’s cold shoulderso why do I hold fast
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Merryford was a nice town. It was very nice town with an excellent school district, a weekly farmers’ market, and nothing bad ever happened here. At least that was true until the birds. Joanie was jogging with Mitzi when she found the first cardinal. Scarlet and perfectly still, the bird laid on the walking path.
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Amethyst, rose, and amber colored crystals shimmered all around Maura. Candles, some tapers others squat flickered in the heavily incensed air. In awe Maura took in the shop’s wondrous treasures. At the cash register, she yelped. Behind the counter, a greasy teen boy in full clown makeup nodded his head toward a velvet curtain without
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Cotton rag 300lb hot presshand-dyed hand spun merinoUnravels in mushy loopsspilling stencils, tumbling rubber stampsthai constellations and white princessesSpurt in emerald clotswillow charcoal and pale stumpspencils, pencils, pencils all rinse awayrip off this last bandagea torrent of purple prose gushes outsoaking my Chuck Taylorsruining my ironic tee slice deep the dead and dyingScrape off the