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Refugees in a Banana Republic
Literary

Refugees in a Banana Republic

Early dawn, when fog hung…

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A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor
Interview

A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor

Meet Breanne Mc Ivor. She…

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Nocturnal Conductions
Humor

Nocturnal Conductions

The first time it happened,…

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The Lady of the Water
Fiction

The Lady of the Water

I’d thought Central America would…

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Never Will I Leave Home
Literary

Never Will I Leave Home

You have not seen our…

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Two Blind Men
Flash Fiction

Two Blind Men

They knew well I was…

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An Interview with Ernest Brawley
Interview

An Interview with Ernest Brawley

Ernest Brawley, a native Californian,…

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Captain Noonan, the ‘Bearded Holmes’ of the Sandersonville Police Department, was seated beside the Sandersonville City Pool when he knew he was about to be accosted.  It did not take the eyes of a seasoned detective to realize the accosting was about to take place.  It only took open eyes.  The man doing the accosting was of average height, average weight, had eyes of an indistinguishable color and brown hair which could be seen at a distance. As the man drew closer, the eyes were perceivable as blue. What gave away the accosting was the fact that the man in question was dressed as a police officer while the rest of the Sandersonville City Pool rabble were dressed for the weather, swelter and swimming pool. “Let me guess,” snapped the ‘Bearded Holmes’ without adjusting his sunglasses on his temple. “You have come with a problem only I can solve.” “No,”…