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A Door by Any Other Color
High on the faraway pinions tickling my nostrils, I barely even felt the jolt of contact. So, when I turned to youthful eyes watery with remorse, I…
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Repaying a Karmic Debt
A guest post by Deb Sinness. "The Greyhound bus dropped me in downtown Oceanside with no instructions on how to get to my command on the sprawling…
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Are You There God? It's Me ... You
It’s literally seconds before Bobbi’s laughter cascades around us, lighting the patio like sun emerging from clouds. Its rays put in stark relief not…
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Broke and Thawing near Las Vegas
It’s just me, little smoky gasps from beneath a raised hood, and two $1 bills in my pocket. Lime streaks are drying fast on the windshield of B’s…
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One Man's Repot Lot
I’ve just turned the kettle on for tea when a knock sounds on the van’s side barn doors. I tense for an unpleasant exchange. The pandemic has changed…
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No Room in the Forest
“Do you carry a gun?” Bemusement becomes concern on his leathery face. I quip something like, “So far, no one’s had to find out.” It’s not the first…
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A Series of Kindnesses
“You’re late?” “So late,” I admitted apologetically. The woman narrowed her eyes in determination. “Come.” She beckoned. Before I’d even come to a stop…
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