September 26, 2017
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I was ten years old the day I became a man. I was out under the pecan tree eating porridge from my favorite...
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We moved here to little Withers, Arkansas because the price was too good to pass up. We had been looking for a...
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Tim marveled at the home fries. They were quite different here at Lindy’s in New York City than what he’d grown up...
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This poem pretty much sums up my writing abilities these days… I was once quite good at capturing words… I’d dra...
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