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The Devil’s Playground

Look at them! Look at them in their bare legs poking out from beneath shorts and flowing skirts, feet exposed in sandals, arms soaking up the sun in short sleeves and halter tops, saying to each other: What a beautiful day! Isn’t the sun lovely! It’s so warm!

Then look at me. Continue reading

The Twister

The gravestones can be seen now, from the far side of Meadow Lake. They rise, chunks of slate embedded into a green hill, into a blue sky, looking like a skyline for a town of the dead. Massive oak and weeping willows once gave the dead privacy, but those trees are no more. Continue reading