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Jennifer

Jennifer

I remembered the name of someone I knew when I was very little,before my assigned friend, both of us in second grade, moved in across the street.I searched on her name, and in Facebook. Didn’t find her.Hoping she was still here, that she made it. Such an addict...

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The Hunter Dream

The Hunter Dream

From where I’m standing, hidden in a thicket of Pawpaw trees, he can’t see me. He’s walking towards me; unaware he’s being watched.  He’s carrying a .22-caliber rifle, and he’s scanning the trees. He’s after squirrels. It’s late October 1939, and he turned 9...

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ACA

ACA

I grew up as a grandchild of an ACA and later became a drunk; I don't like pain, fear, and abuse in my life. I had too much from my ACA childhood. I became overly anxious for decades and turned to physical materialism to heal, but it never got better until 2012 and...

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