The Shack by DW McKinney
The photograph is the last item left in the shack. It hangs from a curved nail in the wall. There were many other nails, but […]
The photograph is the last item left in the shack. It hangs from a curved nail in the wall. There were many other nails, but […]
When the round-abouts took over Round-abouts reduce collisions and pollution, at least that’s what we were told by the new leaders eager to keep the […]
When the cloud cover breaks, I am going to jump in the creek. When it stops raining, I’m jumping in. I don’t want to already […]
One season after my wife died, Mailwoman Susan delivered a monkey to my home. “Who’s this from, Susan?” “It’s from me. I’m retiring and I […]
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