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a statue of an angel appears to be blowing clouds into the sky from a horn

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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Tall grass with sun rising.

In the Tall Grasses

By Emily Graham It was after midnight when he came calling. The rattle of his knock on my metal screen door woke me. I was dressed lightly. Even at night, it had been sweltering in the little house. Randall Clem Casey was standing on my front porch, his hands thrust…

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Red, She Goes

by Emily Graham Nestled in the countryside of a sleepy, north-eastern town, Sat a simple- little house on a hill. The long, stone driveway was framed by uncut grass and pine trees. Rundown buildings dotted the empty field. The sun had begun his weary decent to the horizon When the…

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