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Stormy Seas

They were six weeks out from Barbados and had naught to show for it but slowly dwindling supplies of ship’s biscuit and grog. T’was a bad season for pirating. Despite rumors in port telling tale of ships traversing the Spanish Main loaded with New World

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Those Eyes

For years, Hollister’s Toy Shop on Pembrose Lane was a beloved destination of the city’s residents. Within the confines of his workshop, Mr. Hollister produced mechanical wonderments the likes of which no one had ever seen: wind-up tin soldiers who could march in perfect formation

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Postcard From the Middle of Nowhere

We were on the umpteenth hour of a long drive to an uncertain future upstate, and we were fighting. Our quarrel was a petty thing, over who’s turn it was to select the music, but wrapped in the paper folds of that argument was one

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Totemic

There is the world, and the warp and weave left to denote time’s passage. Boughs bend and gnarl, mountains erode and crumble, oceans recede and leave deserts behind. Such it is with all things.  This land was a lush place when our ancestors settled it,

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Because the Cobbler’s Son

Because the cobbler’s son took ill and required care, the cobbler’s craftsmanship suffered. Because his craftsmanship suffered, a certain pair of shoes were not properly repaired. Because the shoes were not properly repaired, they were too loose for the man who owned them. Because they

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How She Glimmers

She was wearing rhinestones on her shoes when I met her at the spring dance. Oh, how she sparkled as we spun each other around the dance floor. On our third date we made sweet, fumbling love in the back seat of my car. How

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Household Meeting

Hey, you. Yes, Stupid Human, you. Stop pretending you don’t know it’s me. We need to have a talk. There are things around here that must be dealt with. Among other things, the serious deficit regarding the availability of tuna must be addressed. And then