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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. Read more
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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. Read more
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Sister Karma
God, if you say one more weird thing about something, I’m gonna “thoat punch” you. Read more
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Novel Time
Writing a novel is the culmination of what I’ve been preaching most of my whole life. Read more
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Picturetrove
Suzanne giggled and stomped her feet at the secret she held, the power. Read more
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Classroom Fairytale
I nodded my thanks and gave each kid a sticker of their choosing. I have ten thousand stickers, it’s the least I can do.
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adoxography
Hope is what people “hang on to,” whatever that means, when they know they’ve lost but are stubborn and want to disappoint themselves.
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Former Student, Shawn…Cool Kid
Shawn will always be one of my kids, even though he’s been a grown-assed man for at least thirty years now. I remember certain students for random reasons. Shawn was a twin, a brilliant one. Blonde, nice looking, a sweeter young man with manners you’d never meet. He was a creative writer, but he’d never…
Devonne Brown 