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Table of Contents: One Sonnet One Two Three Four: Cat Poem Five Six: Flat Tire Seven Sonnet Two Eight Nine: Taxes Ten: A Lullaby for Those Who Stay Up Too ...

Cont. It occurred to her though, that even if these individual quilted blocks could not stack together over time to solve the entire scrambling of San Angelo’s city blocks, then ...

Pictures that go places while we go toward NaPo I guess

This is a crab. 2022 | Firsts 2021 | 24/7 Sonnets Baby 2020 | The Song and Dance of Area Zero 2019 | I'll even kick my own butt 2018 ...

cont. She wet her lips and slowly brought herself back to the present. The strange discombobulation of buildings from disparate neighborhoods passed in a blur outside her window, and Persy ...

continued Francesca choked. “Magic plans?” She shot Persy a dubious grimace through the front windshield as she rounded the car. Yanking open the back seat door, she leaned in to ...

Wednesday, October 1, Late-Afternoon Francesca couldn’t find Tim’s thesis. She’d tried the UCBF Wizardry department website. She’d poked and prodded at Jstor and the US Wizardry Journal. She�

\ money / Conrad Selingren \ money / Blowing out a long, exhausted sigh, Conrad fell back into a chair like magic-bean-Jack's dying giant. The whole room rattled with him, ...

Lol I went to a ballroom competition and SLAYED and that's why I'm cutting it so close this week By some unholy stroke of bad luck, Francesca and Tim had ...

... I don't know what happened this week. So apparently, Winona’s wizard contact was Melvin Grace. Melvin Grace, the bane of Francesca’s existence. Melvin Grace, who she’d never met, but ...

I really want to go to the beach She had wasted her college years. She could have had four years of beach time, and she’d let a gaggle of wasted ...

I'm going to see Hadestown on Sunday night lol It clicked while Francesca was on a call with a project engineer. The project engineer was some snot-nosed college grad from ...

It's been a week I guess It had only been a few days since the first shift, and already this tiny piece of Chinatown made Francesca feel like she was ...

What week is it The interior coast of San Angelo Bay looked oddly familiar in this picture–not just in its shoreline, but in the precise patchwork of browns and greys ...

Partway down the hall, a streak of light sprayed over the carpet, barely escaping the single lit room in view. Francesca sighed. Even in the dark, she was pretty sure ...