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The Lawyer’s Retreat
Continue reading: The Lawyer’s RetreatOut here, on this retreat, that distance has decreased to an uncomfortable proximity. We have no collective task to keep us on the rails. We have nothing to cue us our lines. As a result, each of us is gradually being revealed.
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Death Rolls and Gator Holes
Continue reading: Death Rolls and Gator HolesHe tried to jerk free of the gator’s mouth and when that did not work, he attempted to actually pull his hand off his arm … he did not want to be dragged into the pond and run the chance of a gator roll.
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Homecoming
Continue reading: HomecomingPeanut leaned on a fence, panting, watching Ransom walk away under the staggered streetlights. The pain in his head was crystallizing, it shimmered and glinted. White facets strobed behind his eyes. He slipped between the bars of the gated construction area and meandered along a row of new homes.
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In Honor of Things
Continue reading: In Honor of ThingsThe latest of many Burrow Press / Page 15 collaborations in support of young writers.
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The Fish
Continue reading: The FishWe break up a piece of bread and place the crumbs in each bowl. “They’ll jump out of those bowls trying to grab that bread. I hope you saved us enough slices of bread for your lunches tomorrow.” She sighs heavily, then stands on a chair and starts scrounging around in the cupboards. “Here, take…