Add to ORKGANYBODY want another? . . . Yes, I\u27ll have one. . . . Me, too. Chuck Sherwood collected the glasses and went into the kitchen...
Fishing, sailing, climbing . . . taken twice; Kid brother left behind Upsetting carts . . . eating a...
Bare branches reach upward in silent symphony of grace to web ashen sky with delicate pattern and I,...
THERE were three coke glasses on the table, two of them -**- empty. Mary\u27s long slim fingers woun...
As the heavy oaken door to Wombat Manor swung open to reveal the svelte outline of its laird\u27s ch...
Today I found a pelican dead in the seawashed sand With rivulets of foam and amber water streaming F...
Umm... but yet now, at nearly six, I must trudge that mile pilgrimage Ames-ward. So I disembarked f...
The Fall 1978 (no. 2) edition of the Inscape: Literary and Art Magazine.https://scholarworks.morehea...
The 1960 edition of the student literary journal, The Tower, published by Taylor University in Uplan...
I am so big. My footsteps span the galaxies when I walk. I can pick a star cluster and set it on my ...
The temperature was more than 90 degrees Fahrenheit as I lay on my keister in the shade of an oak tr...
DON stood on the edge of the sidewalk, feet wide apart, shoulders hunched inside his jacket, as he w...
I’m such a dunce. I stole the orange-brown crayon. In the corner, under the cone, under the thumbs o...
It was a small place, and smelled of onions thinly veiled by cigarette smoke. Olivia Bernard sat in ...
Student literary magazine of Rosary Hill College (now Daemen College).https://digitalcommons.daemen....
Solo exhibition by Golden with publication. Curated and edited by AR ISBN: 978-1-909693-16-
Fishing, sailing, climbing . . . taken twice; Kid brother left behind Upsetting carts . . . eating a...
Bare branches reach upward in silent symphony of grace to web ashen sky with delicate pattern and I,...
THERE were three coke glasses on the table, two of them -**- empty. Mary\u27s long slim fingers woun...
As the heavy oaken door to Wombat Manor swung open to reveal the svelte outline of its laird\u27s ch...
Today I found a pelican dead in the seawashed sand With rivulets of foam and amber water streaming F...
Umm... but yet now, at nearly six, I must trudge that mile pilgrimage Ames-ward. So I disembarked f...
The Fall 1978 (no. 2) edition of the Inscape: Literary and Art Magazine.https://scholarworks.morehea...
The 1960 edition of the student literary journal, The Tower, published by Taylor University in Uplan...
I am so big. My footsteps span the galaxies when I walk. I can pick a star cluster and set it on my ...
The temperature was more than 90 degrees Fahrenheit as I lay on my keister in the shade of an oak tr...
DON stood on the edge of the sidewalk, feet wide apart, shoulders hunched inside his jacket, as he w...
I’m such a dunce. I stole the orange-brown crayon. In the corner, under the cone, under the thumbs o...
It was a small place, and smelled of onions thinly veiled by cigarette smoke. Olivia Bernard sat in ...
Student literary magazine of Rosary Hill College (now Daemen College).https://digitalcommons.daemen....
Solo exhibition by Golden with publication. Curated and edited by AR ISBN: 978-1-909693-16-
Fishing, sailing, climbing . . . taken twice; Kid brother left behind Upsetting carts . . . eating a...
Bare branches reach upward in silent symphony of grace to web ashen sky with delicate pattern and I,...
THERE were three coke glasses on the table, two of them -**- empty. Mary\u27s long slim fingers woun...