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The Real Santa

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Flash Fiction

Epilogue
by Laura Libricz








Sarah turned suddenly when she felt a tap to her shoulder. She pulled her hat down over the bandage on her forehead.
“Excuse me, your bag is open,” the Dutchman said, ran past her and boarded the waiting train. 
She stopped and a flock of commuters made an arc around her. She fumbled with the zipper on her backpack and watched the train to Schiphol Airport leave the platform.  She stepped back from the platform and took one last look around.
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I Survived NaNoWriMo

NaNoWriMo...and lived to tell about it.

  Inferno
by Laura Libricz

Thundering hooves speed away. Shouts fade.
Or is that the sound of roaring flames? 
The intense heat of the fire burns my cheek,
Nose stings from the smoke.  
Clothes cold and soaked, I open my eyes. 
I lie at the base of a tree in the mud;
Weak, can’t lift my heavy, humming head. 
Early August morning. The sun should be rising soon, 
But not through those billowing black fumes. 
I’ve...

Massenkarambolage

This post originally appeared on Valentine's Day 2012. And, as we see in the video above, Germans aren't the only ones having massive crashes. 

     What do non-Germans think of when they are asked to name one thing German? Do they think of beer fests with liter mugs of beer, pork roasts and potato dumplings? Do they think of Christmas markets with steaming-hot, sweet spiced wine and Lebkuchen? Do they sing a song from Nena? Or maybe they think of anything having to d...

Friday Flash: 100 Words or Less

             Hunger




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Today's Thoughts

by Regina Holm-Stockley

One day, sitting in a tree
Wondering about the world
It hit me, Suddenly

The wonders that you don’t see
They are all right there
You just need to feel

Let your gaze and thoughts run free
Open up your heart
Then you to will see

It is all around you and me
Look at the fields
Or gaze up at the birds

Enjoy what is there to see
Don’t loose the moon
While counting the stars

~RHS

(Check out other posts with the label 'Poetry' for more of Regina's work. -L.)

I am the Captain of my Soul

William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)
  

 This post originally appeared on Oct. 20, 2011


This sentence has been following me around for years now. And this week it’s become my mantra. I remember seeing it on TV at my Dad’s house in a commercial. I recall it being in a whiskey commercial. You know, like, keep on walking. But it was an ad for the Union Bank of Switzerland in 1997. 



 
Here it is:





The poem was written by William Ernest Henley in 1875 and is called Invictus. He w...

I am the Captian of my Soul

William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)
  

 This post originally appeared on Oct. 20, 2011


This sentence has been following me around for years now. And this week it’s become my mantra. I remember seeing it on TV at my Dad’s house in a commercial. I recall it being in a whiskey commercial. You know, like, keep on walking. But it was an ad for the Union Bank of Switzerland in 1997. 



 
Here it is:





The poem was written by William Ernest Henley in 1875 and is called Invictus. He w...

Vegan Check-in

... or:     My Top Ten List of Reasons to Live a Vegan Lifestyle


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Game of Aspects

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