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So, I made lemon meringue pie for my little brother’s birthday last week and the curd came out really good (I used Meyer lemons), but the crust was…stupid. I followed a recipe and it didn’t work out. It was edible and that’s all I can say about it.…
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Dearest Mine, I think I should perish shackled in matrimony these seven years. Upon my bed, your musk clings in the sheet folds and pillow dents. Your caresses linger in creases where polite tongues daren’t tread.  Oh, fortune that propriety is not your…
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“Three days it took. I’d never seen anything like it before,” Amila said, leaning on the scenic view sign and letting heels tap on the crag. “Anything connected to the old grid blinked out. The rest dimmed. Dust on the solar panels, I think.” The…
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Genre:  Romantic Comedy Subject: An App Character:  A backstabber R2 G13 The second round is in process for NYC Midnight SSC2018. To be perfectly honest I thought I crashed and burned with a Pompeii like destruction. Y’all, I came first in my heat. I…
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They didn’t remember nor care who first saw the red-orange, shiny stones glistening in the bottom of the pottery kiln years ago.  Later they found that they could  melt and re-harden endlessly. They dubbed the bits coupr and fashioned them into jewelry or…
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  A faint clicking and hum from under the lighter barge’s planks were drowned out by the distant, storm rumbles. Kemma gripped the slippery long-oar tighter and scupped along the Narragansett Bay and checked the dark shore for the lights dotting the dome…
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Phantom fingers slide and gooseflesh rises As static hairs stand stiff — sizzling in sync. Limbs quiver, lips stick; a whimper reprises. Pulse quickens, mouth dry, panic on a brink. It scrapes, clicks, and hisses promises dark. Tonight it slides and…
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  I wouldn’t have turned the fellow out even if the cobbles (as my gram had called them) hand’t twisted my gut. The People rarely crossed the gates and ventured into the Soot where steam, fire, and coal ruled with dust and toil. His begging laced with an…
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My skis skid on fresh powder and wind breaks my face. A presence pursues. “Apparitions collect the unwary,” I’d warned. The enthusiast didn’t believe what his camera couldn’t snare. I chase speed to the bottom. Totem markers constrain Dame’ Wit — sucker…
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  Hey, all! It’s been a while, but I had to carve out some time to share the amazing hamburger buns I made the other day. I’ve been making sandwich bread for months now, and I almost don’t fail.  These days, my less-than-pretty bread problems are due to…
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