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The Songbird
There was once a woman named Wren who travelled anywhere and everywhere singing. Her voice brought a hush over any crowd. Like the...
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Horses Are Never Wrong
Cara, a teenage equestrian, walked out to the barn with a smile on her face. The smell of horse poop, hay, and freshly plowed dirt...
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The Ghost
“What are you doing here?” I asked. He stared blankly at the pond. It was frozen through and through, just like any love that used to...
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The Sun
Burning, churning, and brilliantly still, she cast her own gravitational pull. Closer and closer and closer she tugged, yet the distance...
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A Dance of Perspectives
To be Loved “Dance for me,” I begged. I’ll place these eggshells under your feet, Crown you in jewels too heavy to keep. I’ll spin you...
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