SAVE ME
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mark william smith
I have been writing now as a hobby for 20 years.
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AT THE CROSSROADS
The hellish nightmare called the Civil War ended a couple years ago, and I haven’t yet been able to get my post war life moving in any kind of direction. Seems I am having a harder time adjusting than many of the soldiers I knew during the war.
By mark william smith8 months ago in Fiction
Reaching Out
I promise her. I'd do anything for her. She's my mom. Even as Lanie and Deanna are flying home, Mom is scrappy fighting dying. She lays too still in that too-big bed with all the toasty white hospital blankets, in the south tower, at the broad end of a long slow-turning corner that delivers me again to her private room with the view she can't see through, with the beeping that tells us nothing new, and all these ice chips she can't swallow, and a flood of well-intentioned nurses who cannot do a damned thing all the same.
By Christy Munson5 days ago in Fiction
Stars Protector
The evening of my sister's death anniversary was painted with the melancholy hues of a vermilion sky flecked with gold. Low clouds, heavy with the weight of impending rain, rolled over the cityscape, casting a somber glow over everything. The air was crisp, carrying the sharp scent of winter pine that seemed to stab at my lungs with every breath. The pain was a tangible thing, a constant reminder of my loss, but even that was better than the numbing emptiness that threatened to consume me.
By Arshad Mecci3 days ago in Fiction
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