A Walk Through the Wolf Woods

By, The Messenger in Blue The path sits before me, so plain and wide I warily move on with the moon as my guide The eyes of the night are vigilant guards For their numbers seem even with that of the stars Aside from the wind, the Wolfwood is still…

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Toilet Shooters

By: Victoria Mennel Tim and Jerry stand a hundred yards from their projected goal. Two mildewed toilets sitting on a flat surface. Both men hold a nine iron in one hand and a can of Budweiser in the other. The morning is crisp with promise, they agree. Tim wears…

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