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New Year’s Day, 1999 “Hey, Jim” the cashier said. Immediately I recognize her: it’s June. She was an old friend from high school; we used...

Part One Neil Brennan walked down Coal Mine Avenue, twirling his umbrella and thinking to himself about presents. Tomorrow was his...

You throw your sticks and stones in attempt to break the broken home Except words are their sticks and stones and her home represents her...

You hide behind a mask of molded insecurities A smile, brick by brick, made from the impurities The ones that dwell in your empty chest,...

Scares are right around the corner on this attraction, and oh boy, was it scary. The ride ExtraTERRORestrial Alien Encounter opened on...

Cold icy weather nips at my nose Like Jack Frost leaving little Eskimo kisses My fingers, toes, nose All numb from the cold My breath...