Category: Stories
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It’s the People that Suffer
Russia – Ukraine War A heavy silence settled around the dinner table. The young man entered his home, and found his parents sitting around their small, scratched up wooden table. A small light illuminated the modestly furnished apartment; steaming hot soup awaited him at one of the four wooden seats…
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It’s You That I Want
“But Dad…” The child stood, forlorn brown eyes, a magnet for connection; he stood in his striped cozy sweater. The large sloped white walls, embellished with fanciful awards testifying to his parents kindness, swallowed him up. His dad, barely giving him a glance backward, nodded to the Charity Fund Award…
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Man Made Vs. Nature
Mr. Jones stretched out upon his gray lawn chair, his eyes absorbing a spectacular sight: a sparkling blue pool whose twinkles reflected the beaming yellow sun, whose azure was surrounded by intricately designed stones. Perfectly pruned palm trees sprouted from the stone in strategically placed places. Manicured bushes with colors…
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The Poison We All Drank
Mr. Jones exited his low wooden cabin, ready to begin work in his denim overalls. His rugged brown skin and bleach white hair testimony to the many hours he had put into his beloved vineyard that lie on the green mile of land surrounding his home. Merrily humming a mellow…
Nomi Shira 