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the thing sat there. the raven outside on the wall watched it. not even the fine mist falling this morning made an impact. I too watched, albeit for different reasons.

I felt no threat from the object, the thing, the previously-not-there that had appeared some time over night, while it…

We struggle with reading sometimes. It’s okay, really — even though I am an English teacher and an Anglophile of the highest order — I get it. My children are fully immersed in French-speaking classrooms, they are doing well and working very hard. …

I repaired a stuffed animal this morning

Well, it was a shirt on a stuffed animal. A green shirt on a little panda that my daughter calls Pandy. We picked the critter up in London in the long-gone and much lamented pre-COVID19 days… I don’t know why they make these…

It’s a matter of pride

My children have been students in a Belgian school this year, for the first time. And before the country imposed a two-week lockdown to flatten the curve on coronavirus numbers, the twins were given a small unit on World War 1 and Armistice Day. …

Right Fight, Wrong Guys

Beautiful summer day in the South. I’m twelve and my buddy is thirteen. We are invincible and alive in ways that only tweens can be, especially in the summer. …

My grandmother’s curly hair above the foam, the tub walls trailing her rose scented soap and the giant black poodle in the corner staring

soft leather sunrise above the ocean where foghorns cadence unfriendly angels bearing torches to set the hills alight, here in this place, where fire is in…

C. Brannon Watts

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