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The Death of a Mouse

His friends said he had a keen sense of smell, a distinction that helped satisfy his weakness for goldfish crackers. After gorging himself on several handfuls of the discarded snack he would often curl up for a nap on the plush floorboard of the white SUV as opposed to the open field behind the house. He was an urban rodent in that sense.…

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Drought Intolerant

Rain dance with me, won’t you? I miss the time spent here with you. This creative space where we swap stories and pictures; where bits of our lives bleed through and mingle in the ether. I have every intention of returning. Life continues to be a precarious tight rope act but should be less so in the weeks ahead. Warm…

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