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Stage 3
Of pine and fir I was mauled ripped in terror from my stand falling falling barely landing from whence I was dragged roughly to the screeching and ripping my skin flayed back lathed, sliced, and stretched sinew bound against sinew … Continue reading
Candle Dance
Candle Dance Tonight I was sitting on the front porch with a hurricane lamp next to me. The flame was very delicate and unsure of itself, flickering with the tiniest whisper of a sound and it was just me, and … Continue reading
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The Ballad of Maggie Maguire
“Sometimes, when it’s not yet early but a bit past late, they say you can still see her up there; up in those hills, dancing in the rain and fire.” Waterford Chronicles The Ballad of Maggie Maguire Near the town … Continue reading
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A Couple Three Irish Dance Limericks
There was a young dancer named Bridget Had a terrible case of Feis fidgets A friend who was glancing Taught her Irish hand dancing So she now does a two-hand with digits There was a Feis Mom from Nantucket With … Continue reading
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