Writing practice keeps your brain awake and alive; it improves your ability to concentrate. Whether or not…
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I love you with every piece of my being.
Alex would stop by in the morning on the way to the shack where Nathan kept the…
My face is blank. Soft skin. The hint of lines. More like you than not like you.
I wrote a story once about a young man who works in a tailor shop. He was listening to the radio. His name was Joe Gibson…
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What I look at in one moment doesn’t exist in the next.
The day the well died it was hot and dry and my father had run out of money for the month.