July 4, 2020
The Hourglass Timmy sat on a stool with his nose in the corner, his bottom lip puckered out, tears streaming down his face, mumbling to anyone who‘d listen. He didn’t mean the words, he knew he shouldn’t say them, but… Continue Reading…
July 4, 2020
A New Way to View Things Dancing, swirling, waving …Why don’t these words hold still? Just lay your hands along the edge of the book. Don’t let the words run away! Closer— Closer— even closer —- That’s better only a… Continue Reading…
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