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He woke in a swamp

Oddly, he was on his hands and knees, chin inserted at the fork of a large tree limb. His wrists were tied to stakes driven into the ground on either side of his tree-trapped head. As he moved his legs, he realized the same arrangement bound his knees. Moldy odors roiled on the air currents, […]

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“Gotcha!”

And I held onto the back of his jacket, as the little leprechaun struggled and kicked to get away. His hat fell off, he cursed and yelled, but still I held on. I knew the legends about the Wee Folk: if you could catch a leprechaun, he must tell you where his pot of gold

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Blahsday

You wake minutes before the alarm sounds and remember there’s no coffee. You pry yourself loose from your pillow, fumble the alarm off, and sit up. And think, “What in *&%!  am I doing?!” You know before you even look no two socks will match, or that last pair of hose has runs. The dog

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