Sunday Best
Sunday mornings. Everyone at my house dreaded them, except my mother. I abhorred going to church.
Pure Magic: From Parlor Tricks to Prophecy, AI and the Unimaginable
I keep my ear to the ground. The wires are whispering. I do not want to
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The Snow Storm
“Snow’s been falling for hours now. We’re going to end our meeting early and those who
Hecuba
Paraded through the streets in chains, she turned Her eyes backwards, to her burnt home, ransacked,
The Town on the Highway
The artificial breeze kept me awake along the empty stretch of road. It was cold,
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