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There were four phones in the camp. They hung like souvenirs of another era on a…
by John DiMenna
There were four phones in the camp. They hung like souvenirs of another era on a…
by John DiMenna
No one can honestly claim to know it all. The infinite amount of knowledge out there…
by Cletus Rivera
Introduction Geneva was one of two grandmothers who raised me. She is the mother of my…
by Michael Wright
Almost 8am, feeling bored, a bit lazy, I decided to drift towards work. Pulling open the…
by MIchael Wayne Hunter
Introduction You won’t recognize me. My story will be unfamiliar. The usual narrative where a person…
by Shedrick Hutson
When we think about murder, we often imagine lives torn apart, families shattered, and justice pursued…
by Christopher Hightower
The guard said, Just walk to the endOf the hallway,Turn left,And they will be waiting on…
by Jeff Freeman
Like a dystopian movie, the airport was desolate from COVID, store fronts closed, every gate empty…
by John DiMenna
“Michael, I want you to postpone your trial to the Fall,” Hale, my attorney advised me.…
by Michael Wayne Hunter
To read Episode 3 click here Orlop was wedged between the toilet and the wall again.…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker
