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Broken Arms
He would only let me, and me alone sign both casts, bent at the elbows. Read more
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The Corsage
Wonder how a bird of paradise and a gardenia would look as a corsage? Read more
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Pancakes or Waffles
Knife wounds were rare with pancakes and waffles, but twin boys made anything possible. Read more
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Rite of Passage Revisited
Like a crystal ball it held secrets, but another puff took another tuft. Read more
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The Bard Wasn’t Impressed
I had surmised that Shakespeare was no angel. Read more
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Chapter 4 from a really old unfinished novel: Imago, a Fictitious Memoir
No one needed or really wanted to ask about the classroom gore of the morning, letting go and moving on were what teachers had been trained to do.
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Black Ties
You have to stay here. We can’t let you leave the bar, you might tell someone of our predicament.
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Sister Karma
God, if you say one more weird thing about something, I’m gonna “thoat punch” you.
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Novel Time
Writing a novel is the culmination of what I’ve been preaching most of my whole life.
Devonne Brown 