The children don't understand.
The sweets they pine for are not squeezed from the machine with stripes intact. No—they must be painted on, by hand, with so much care. It is almost unimaginable
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Short Fiction
3 341Readings on his/her/their works
Followers
Poetry
Contemporary
1 min
I Do Not Begrudge the Young
their ocean
of avenues
For I have come
to a conclusion—some
bastion
of sand
from which I
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Creative Nonfiction
Portrait
4 min
Bibliomaniac
Books are gentle companions. Usually.
Except for that one time I was just about murdered by books.
That was twenty years ago . . .
***
I didn't know what to do with my
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Short Fiction
The Girl in the Tree
Tracy Jo Freely climbed a tree one day. A plum tree. The big plum tree at the end of Miro Street.
"When are you coming back down?" her parents asked her an hour later.
"Never," said Tracy Jo.
He
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Poetry
Contemporary
1 min
The City of Unknown Poets
If you call on
me
one evening
in the city
of un-
known poets
we'll talk
not a
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Children's
The Bear Under the Bed
Sometimes I can't sleep. That's because of the bear under the bed.
One night, the bear was breathing hard.
When he breathed in, the bed lifted up off the floor.
When he breathed out, the
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Children's
Adventure
2 min
One Gum Bubble
All Julie did was toss a piece of bubble gum into her mouth, one day. Honey plum-plum flavor. Her favorite. And then...
She blew ONE GUM BUBBLE.
That's it.
It may not sound like much
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