Poetry
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Creature in the Forest (Part 4)
I can smell his blood still, it’s left a trail I’m sure the cougar and maybe a wandering bear will…
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Creature in the Forest (Part 3)
His head snapped up, eyes met mine, and he screamed. The horrible sound. I had to snuff it out.
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Creature in the Forest (Part 2)
When I grow strong, I linger in the morning light and bathe freely in the deep waters of the lake.
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April in San Francisco
In front of the Chinatown public library, I look across the street at a garage and the Transamerica Pyramid poking…