The alleyway

As she walked down the dimly lit street , looking for a phone booth, she regretted driving through this seedy neighborhood. How was she to know that her car would break down, and her cell[…]

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The lonely traveler

The Lonely Traveler by Veronica Being a single businesswoman, I travel extensively internationally attending one boring meeting after another. I have found myself spending many lonely nights in strange cities generally holed up in my[…]

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Jane's day

Jane huffed at the reflection. “Nothing looks good!” she wailed at the image of herself. Summer started to show itself and Jane wanted to show off. Eleventh grade was a good year for her; her[…]

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Firered

I'd like to see your color wet, adorned with inset eyes that still somehow balance float on your face. You are a precipice of cold talent and an openness that makes me wonder where you[…]

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