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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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over/out

By John Sweet and i was dreaming about your death and i knew it was a dream, knew you were alive, and i woke up crying, 85 degrees at two in the morning, empty house in a pointless town had given up on escape but could still appreciate the idea…

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sunflowers in autumn

By John Sweet                   An ambulance in the sunlight. An arm, a leg, something missing from the picture, but the picture has no sound. The dog has been shot twice, but refuses to die. Cut its head off and it grows back,…

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