Well, boys.’ Granddad dropped his cane and placed his hands on a shoulder of each. His demeanor suddenly took on a somber tone. ‘Truth be tol’, I brung you both in here for more ‘an just a-gift givin’ an’ a-grabbassin’. An’ don’t backtalk me durin’ what I’m ’bout to say or I’ll fight the both [...]
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Behind Calvert Cliffs by P.D. Addio
January 20, 2005 – 1:29 pm
by P.D. Addio Behind Calvert Cliffs, a marsh world brims with bouncing organisms. In light of day, colors course like blood through puerile veins; meandering rivulets of cool, mossy sage, billowing plumes of boiled burgundy, vibrant, salacious streams of saffron.
Behind Calvert Cliffs page 3 by P.D. Addio
January 20, 2005 – 1:28 pm
Rich tiptoed to the edge of the babbling water, behind an Oak and peered into a little still pool carved into the bank. Something was nipping at larvae on the water’s surface, sending ripples out across the water. Rich wiped a piece of crust from his eye and took note of the larvae’s stage of [...]
Rebirth by P.D Addio
August 11, 2004 – 1:15 pm
by P.D Addio Jason walked into Jackie’s room. He stood over her as he had on their first meeting. Her eyes were sunken and her skin had grown gray. It clung to her skeleton like Saran wrap so that she more closely resembled a breathing mummy than a living person. Jason lowered his head again [...]