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Maybe on Xerope

"Even his tail was limp and dragged on the floor." ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 93 words

How I Wrote “In Their Cups”

"Literal? There are two cups... Criminy." ©2017 Kecia Sparlin

Protected: Chemistry

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Age-old Art

"Her gardenia scent filtered into Jared's dreams." ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 92 words

Tommy Lee’s Tract

"Green earth was wondrous; stars made me weep;..."© 2017 Kecia Sparlin; 95 words

Sub rosa (6-word story)

Sub rosa; six-word story; ©2017 Kecia Sparlin

Some Things Never Change

"A greasy tumbler of vodka rested at his elbow."©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 197 words

An Open Mind

"If this wasn't her blind date, she should scream..." ©2017 Kecia Sparlin; 195 words

Monday Mead

I confess to a love for fermented drinks. Distilled products, my husband's cuppa, don't do it for me, but a warm, brown lager...yes, please. I'm partial to dry wines, mead, and a sucker for champagne. Not that I drink that... Continue Reading →

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