One Sonray

I peered over the kitchen sink to check my herbs. Spider mites crawled over the remains of yesterday's sprouts. A few hardy gnats swarmed among the carcasses of their siblings, which I'd doused with organic weaponry two days before. I emptied the last of my seeds into the not-so-jiffy pots and…

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Gazing at the Bridge

Bridges draw my eyes up and across their magnificent structures. Age and wear tug at my slumbering imagination, inspiring me to wonder at a bridge's creation and years of shouldering live burdens toward safety. The builder invested careful engineering before setting the first stone at its foundation. Intense toil erected its magnificent path. The suffering laborer…

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