Category: Lifestyle
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The Indian Rider
Sometimes the rains come in April, filling the millions of crevices that the earth had opened, dying of thirst. Then thousands of seeds buried beneath the surface burst to life, flooding the air with their sweet fragrances. The indian rider appeared in my life, and nothing remained the same. Yet,…
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The Next-Door Neighbor
She thrust the hot wire in Randall’s nose and he screamed horrifyingly, as smoke and blood poured out of his nostril. She watched him patiently as he kicked and frothed from his mouth. She twisted the wire from left to right, pushed it back in, then twisted it again. When…