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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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I have always thought that I must possess a special mark that is only visible to certain otherworldly entities, sort of like Hester Prynne but not for the same reason.  I only wish that someone would tell me what I did to run afoul of those who inhabit a certain dimension.  Or maybe I was born with an ability to encourage denizens of another world to make that trip through the portal.  Maybe this is just another type of original sin visited upon me (thank you again, Sister Mary Elephant)… How many kinds can there be, for Christ’s sake? Considering that quite some time has passed since the following events occurred, I feel safe in recounting them to you. Until I met up with this entity, my adventures with the paranormal were fairly benign – poltergeist phenomena since I was three years old, a conversation with Hawaiian goddess Pele on…