War
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June 14, 1941
PHOTO PROMPT © C.E.Ayr All those summer nights closing spun-out days of waiting tables blistered feet,…
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Birka
Maybe what I miss most Wasn’t the beige dwellings housing our belongings. Though I protected them…
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The Aftermath
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook “I feel sad.” said Afshan. Aabid knew, but encouraged his…
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Night of the Star
Some things never change. Nadia looked up at the full moon, brilliantly white. The same full…
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The Teacher
Black dust stained her fingers where they trailed along the charred remains of a school desk.


