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by Christopher Raley   In the evening the waves had shrunk down and, like a dog’s tongue, lapped in troubled sleep. The wind died cold leaving fingers of sand tracing the pavement to where it had blown.   A car … Continue reading

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The Old Road

by Christopher Raley   Its the old road through the old forest. The old lake’s thin blue line stretches long on the right. The hill rises hard on the left, and pine needles carpet the ground to the same old … Continue reading

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Reckoning

by Christopher Raley   There’s no reckoning these sand stone formations emerging out of the forest of scrawny oaks tough and lean from clinging to hard won soil.   The boy ahead of the old man is running to dangerous … Continue reading

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Men

They gather to build the fire, men of older dreams, men of dead dreams. Talk is out of mouths that hear to a world unseen, and fingers feel with knowing eyes use of axe and wood. Laughter comes just before … Continue reading

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