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RED BRICK APARTMENTS

The school year Mrs. Gerner was our den mother she [...]

RED BRICK APARTMENTSbill84612026-01-31T00:08:30+00:00

Snow settles peacefully down twenty story alleys onto daughters and [...]

STREET PEOPLEbill84612026-01-31T00:08:29+00:00

A middle aged man in an older navy suit, poorly [...]

SUNLIGHT, FALLINGbill84612026-01-31T00:08:29+00:00

For them we must speak words never again spoken, words [...]

THE SILENCEDbill84612026-01-31T00:08:28+00:00

Just imagine: On the other side of the highway prairie [...]

THREE A.M.bill84612026-01-31T00:08:28+00:00

A trucker parked in a booth at the roadside restaurant, [...]

THE LAST GENERATION OF THE PLAINS PIONEERSbill84612026-01-31T00:08:28+00:00

Cast in a thrift store trench coat he’s not moving, [...]

URBAN OBELISKbill84612026-01-31T00:08:27+00:00

What that boy lacked was a heavy dose of old-fashioned [...]

TOUGH LOVEbill84612026-01-31T00:08:27+00:00

The feral pig in its last moments burrows into a [...]

DEATH OF THE JAVELINAbill84612026-01-31T00:08:25+00:00

There's a knock on the door but it's only silence [...]

HIT MANbill84612026-01-31T00:08:24+00:00