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The Angel

By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…

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Really Gone

by Autumn Carter Dedicated to my Grandmother, Marilyn Kay Blaydes, who died February of 2013 of ALS. You weren’t really gone; not at Christmas when your hundred dollar check for your great-grandson’s college savings didn’t come in with the gushing note about how proud you are of him (and his…

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Cold Clichés

by Autumn Carter How many coffee shop clichés does it take to understand the delicious power of bitter liquid energy going cold in front of a myriad of caffeine enthusiasts? In the center of the air-blasted room, at the tallest, wobbly table, in an obvious sea of crop tops and…

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