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- A fence, a tree, and the sky — I should go back there next time there's hoarfrost. Read more »
- A cloud
- Crescent moon
- Under the bridge
- Just after sunset, earlier this week
Fiction
The Overnight Shift—I pulled up at the garbage dump at about ten-fifteen, plenty early for my shift. Puddles dotted the parking lot, remnants of an afternoon of sporadic rain showers.…More »