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Breaking point - By Mizeta Moon

The day of the school carnival was far from Henrietta’s finest. Her alarm didn’t work properly, her toast burnt, the kids were whiny and out of control, and on a day that she was running late the car wouldn’t start…

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Rescue or punishment? - By Mizeta Moon

It had been a horrible trip so far. Multiple breakdowns caused a huge financial drain as well as frazzling my nerves. Every time I left a garage thinking I was going to be okay, it turned out to be wishful…

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Shopping - By Mizeta Moon

My car died while I was out shopping for fairy dust. Fortunately, I was only a block away from BradCo, so it wasn’t overly tiring to walk there in my sequined high heels. If it had been raining, I’d really…

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The stoker - By Mizeta Moon

A belching smokestack filling the sky with coal smoke was the center of his world for years as he stoked roaring furnaces smelting ore into steel. His back was strong, and his arms bulged with muscles capable of scooping shovelfuls…

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Trash town - by Mizeta Moon

Ominous clouds on the horizon made me want to find shelter. The radio said there was a high possibility of a tornado and I had no desire to be swept away by one. My gas gauge was near the bottom…

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Buried treasure. - By Mizeta Moon

Daybreak revealed the outline of a sturdy sailing ship surrounded by swirling wisps of fog as it bobbed on surging waters of a large bay. The steady sound of creaking oars broke the stillness as four steely-armed men urged a…

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Urban Tragedy - By Mizeta Moon

Kids from broken homes

Wander city streets

Alone and cold, but hardened,

To the turmoil of the world.

Babies having babies,

Doing downers, taking speed.

Mommy doesn’t want them,

Daddy’s never home,

Now there’s nothing left,

But hit the streets…

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The New Girl - By Mizeta Moon

The elevator stopped at the 97th floor and she got off. An arrow on the wall pointed the way to the regional office of the Undertakers Union so she strode towards it, stiletto heels clicking loudly on faux marble…

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shattered - By Mizeta Moon

The pond was nearly dry but the creatures living close by could still get a cool drink on a sweltering day. Shade from the trees was a comfort in such heat and a playful breeze was a welcome companion as…

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At the Memorial - By Mizeta Moon

As kids, they swapped lies, shared dreams, fought over girls, worked on cars, all the stuff young men do. Over time, they traveled different paths but kept in touch. His personal achievements led to a degree of fame and wealth…

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Timing - By Mizeta Moon

Ollie Olavson’s wife Greta wouldn’t let him chew tobacco in the house because she hated the smell. Wouldn’t kiss him for three days afterward, and only after thorough mouth cleansing could he sneak in a smooch. Consequently, he’d taken to…

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Four footed football - By Mizeta Moon

The annual soccer match between the Elephants and the Rhinos was always a hotly contested event that drew creatures from the plains and the jungle. Birds jostled for prime limbs to watch from and all the predators took the day…

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