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Sep 3, 20234 min read
Lumley Street - By Andre Thomas
I held my hand up to Fatman who stood on McGraw next to the Alryashi Store. Fatman’s real name was Benjamin Carter. Though, no one dared...
Conrad Gardner
Aug 19, 20232 min read
The Present - By Conrad Gardner
Collette had been through a bad breakup. Not only did she find Nicola, her no-longer-girlfriend in bed with some guy who looked like...
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Aug 16, 20232 min read
Sheets - By Conrad Gardner
In case you haven’t already met her, Collette possesses some neat-freak tendencies. She doesn’t have OCD or anything clinical, but she...
Conrad Gardner
Aug 16, 20232 min read
The Ducks - By Conrad Gardner
I used to run along this quiet road a while back. It curved uphill for a few miles and came to a beautiful crest which gave me a view of...
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Aug 8, 20232 min read
Carpets - By Conrad Gardner
I never lived in a house with carpets until I started renting my first flat, the one above the chippie. It felt like an okay compromise,...
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Aug 7, 202324 min read
A Hungry Dance - By T R Healy
“This dance has no name. It is a hungry dance.” - Wallace Stevens, “Dance of the Macabre Mice” Prologue Am I alive? Rogers wondered as...
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Aug 1, 20234 min read
To the Boy I Loved Before - By Annessa Banes
I now understand why people say that your first love is unforgettable. I also understand why people say your first love is the most...
SerendipMag
Jul 23, 20232 min read
THE RED POET, CHAPTER 7 - BY K A GILBERTSON
One foggy morning, just as dawn was disappearing, two riders rode up to Fiodr Semionovich’s farm. One of them was Tverskov. His face...
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Jul 22, 20234 min read
THE RED POET, CHAPTER 6 - BY K A GILBERTSON
"Black raven, black raven, Why do you fly above me? Black raven, oh black raven, Leave me alone. I am not your prey." Sitting on the long...
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Jul 22, 20236 min read
THE RED POET, CHAPTER 5 - BY K A GILBERTSON
The smell of freshly baked corn galettes wafted up the stairs from where he was sitting. When the General left his room to get some...
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Jul 22, 20236 min read
THE RED POET, CHAPTER 4 - BY K A GILBERTSON
The intoxicating scent of roses wafted up to his window. He remembered that spring in Moscow when he had not yet embraced the cause....
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Jul 22, 20239 min read
THE RED POET, CHAPTER 3 - BY K A GILBERTSON
"Black raven, black raven, Why do you fly above me? Black raven, oh black raven, Leave me alone. I am not your prey." Soothing,...
SerendipMag
Jul 21, 20234 min read
THE RED POET, CHAPTER 2 - BY K A GILBERTSON
The first rays of dawn were already appearing on the horizon, piercing the gray skies, and casting streams of soft rosy light...
SerendipitousReader
Jul 18, 20233 min read
Do I Dare Disturb the Universe? PART II
PART II - She was a girl Anyway, where was I? Yes, The End. That is where I come in, but it's often a bad place to start telling a story....
SerendipitousReader
Jul 11, 20232 min read
Do I Dare Disturb the Universe? PART I
PART I - Nothingness There is an essential something to trivial nothingness. The very fact that we feel nothingness is a paradox, isn’t...
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