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  • Sand

    Sand

    By Morgan Rivers For as long as she could remember, the desert had been her backyard. Ever since her mother had accepted the job, moving the family here, it was a part of her home. The time before—she had been too young to know or care what home had been. If you asked, she would…

  • Fishing

    Fishing

    By Doug Tanoury For Michelle There was a day in mid-Spring, so lovely, With everything now growing once again. I told her, we must go fishing soon, For the lilacs are blooming, and that means The walleye are biting in the river and the lake.