Island Girl
Island Girl Miss opened her eyes to the wonder of the Big Island. The camera plopped on her lap. No pictures. She took a few…
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Island Girl Miss opened her eyes to the wonder of the Big Island. The camera plopped on her lap. No pictures. She took a few…
The distant train whistle doesn’t sound romantic, now. She gathered her coffee as thoughts of chemical spills from train derailments stained the sound she loved.…
I watched “I Remember Momma,” with Irene Dunn, the other day. My mother told me how she loved it, but I really don’t remember watching…
I’ve got an ear for every sound, a city far away, lost, empty inside only a ghost, stepping his feet on the ground, Trying to…
Getting drunk on the bottle of wine to keep oneself relaxed, contact the good old feeling, intact with the meaning, maneuvering, thru the poisoned sumac,…
on YouTube Lyrics “Something Just Like This” I’ve been reading books of old In the evenings when I feel cold. The legends and the myths…
What comes out of the human’s mouth could be lost in translation. Once it jumps from the lips and eclipses in the air, usually it stays…
Dana walked on the foggy streets toward her daily work. Her phone rang, and she picked it up discontented. She listened to music with her…
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