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Homecoming

Dee had been gone for almost a year. At Christmas he had hoped she would come home, but she called to say she was staying in Reno for the...

Eulogy in Chartreuse

The sight of chartreuse breaks my heart. Even three years on, I catch the glow of that color and turn my head, hoping to see you. But of...

White Cloud Update

"You are a flower on the vine of history. We're all the fruit of history." -Ron Going to the White Clouds to visit Ron for research and...

Short Story: Isane

A month had passed and I was still waiting to teeter on that tipping point where I would break over into some sort of recovery. The joke...

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