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Category: Summer
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…and therefore Constable Excessive-Force was instructed that teenage girls in bathing suits (neon floral and other such summery motifs) pose a most grievous threat. Why, the concealment of weapons beneath all manner of itsy-bitsy, teeny-weenies is a public safety calamity! The only action available to Constable Excessive-Force, one in which he had intensive training, was…
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Summer is nearly ready to wrap up and tuck away as a keepsake. The year has sped up in all of three weeks, leaving one less set of footfalls padding down the hall. Autumn's murmur is heard in the early morning hours, before the sun sends its 3-digit greeting beating down on my head.…
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no longer in mintlost the powerto stay coolout of condition
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long days heat nightfall grill marks hideraw meat inside bitter portion served
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My quiet hideout's been overrun by an invasive species. Namely, kidlets on summer holiday. Grew attached to this weedy patch. I could stretch out in the dock and clover and pretend to be the lone survivor of some apocalypse-ish catastrophe. The air was o.k. to breathe, though. Just no people, or mosquitoes. Or fire ants.…
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Memories made in the month of August are filed away for a winter's day. Heat pricking the backs of my legs will be sorely missed when the chill wind attempts to carve its mark in my flesh. Animals will have gone to ground, or curled up next to a fireplace blaze. All of them dreaming…
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It was Ted's dream to buy an island. It didn't have to be big, and he didn't need a public market on the corner to survive, but potable water and a few trees were essential. Ted was an avid angler, so the thought of fish on the menu most days didn't faze him in the…
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After Johnny's wall went up, he needed a place to bury his secrets. The once sprawling, very public garden was now impenetrable after many hours of prison-building. But Johnny felt the isolation was well worth it. His mind was put to ease knowing no more tender sprouts would be plucked, pulled apart, and added to…
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The sentiment can't be manufactured. It may be analyzed, scrutinized, and turned into a greeting card platitude, but the wholeness one feels when we're in harmony with the universe is elemental. As natural as two long chains in our DNA, completeness of being happens while breathing. Ponder too long over perfection, and the point of…
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Sarah saw herself as dweller of the swift water and green glen. She studied mood and atmosphere from the moss covered trees. They filtered light; letting it drape, silky and shimmering, across rock and buttercup. She yearned to learn the trees' secret for spinning gold. Sarah needed many threads to elevate her status. The sky,…
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