A Foray into Fiction

A Wall

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Bill needed a walk. The wet spring breeze that entered his car as he drove home did not provide enough clarity. He needed a lighter air to encompass him. Without even stepping foot inside his parents’ home, he started down the street. A few neighbors were outside but none of them were familiar. He waved …

Sixty Minutes

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Four words away, From a dream coming true. Four words away, From a life starting anew. Memories appear Each second my mind wanders Through the events that brought a smile, Through all the good things ever said. But they land on the moments of guile. Where dreams become shattered With grass blowing in the wind. …