Category Archives: Mystery

To them out there …

To those gloating outside her cell, it looked like she had accepted her cruel fate, eyes demurely downcast and all. They did not know about those lumpy things on the tray, and that very special liquid in the jug. Lancelot … Continue reading

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In our end is our beginning

… and nothing ever did begin. Continue reading

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3 words

“Rock’n roll for world, jazz for a small club, a folk song for dance, make that for me.” Continue reading

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A letter with the letter L

Not a single tear was for naught /
None of your love was for naught Continue reading

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Trembling Pines

Never again did our hearts tremble … Continue reading

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Three conditional lines for Liz

Had you been around … for another timid knock on the door of karma & fate Continue reading

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Aura

I am that flower,
that leaf, that root, that sky,
that sun, that fire, that air Continue reading

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Reincarnation

Are you going to be in one again, in another? Continue reading

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White chamber

I awoke in the white chamber on the second floor of the Victorian house on F-Street in Salida, Colorado, with the distant but certain feeling that someone was listening in the stillness – a child. I knew it was the … Continue reading

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Leonine

I have a terrible face, even a cruel one. I’m scarred and disfigured. I seem to have had a few harelip and other operations too many. And the crown of my adornments might be misleading, my forceful symbols misread, my … Continue reading

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