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The Music Box

“Hello! Is that all today?”
“Yes, just the book…”
“Oh, Michael Redding’s The White Dancer? Oh that’s an excellent read madam!”
“Oh I’m actually collecting them all really, all part of a series.” 2,488 more words

David Newman

A Storm on the Island

Storm on the Island
30.07.14 (Day 220)
This island where I live:
If I could make it to the water;
if I could make it to the coast, 53 more words



They ride into my mind, in the darkest part of the night.

Full of hatred and despair, they are indeed…yessss.

Each night that they visit, I can feel what they do to me, 95 more words



There are
Many minutes
Between the hour
And the hours
So many

If not filled
Waiting to be filled
With seconds of you
To add to
So many.


Night Madness

It’s past 9:30pm and I tell myself that I can finally put my mind at ease…

And then I can get to the things I want to do for myself; finally, for myself, without much interruptions. 113 more words


Common Milkweed

Common Milkweed (Asclepias syriaca)
Comins; Oscoda County.  Michigan, USA

Copyright © 2014 Sanjay R Singhal, RA.  All rights reserved.

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The Game We Played

Billy’s neighbors had an in ground pool put in the year before Billy’s family moved into the house beside them. So on that scorcher July day that they first moved themselves into the new place his neighbors were involved in a blossoming love affair with their pool. 995 more words