by Vera Armstead I’m tired of watching those old movies with teenagers drinking in a cemetery at midnight before Halloween. It’s not interesting for zombies to pop out of graves or spirits to fill the […]
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Category: prose
A Violin in the Woods
by Andy Betz A wooden violin awoke one morning in the woods. He still retained both bow and strings and felt fairly confident his predicament was merely temporary. Not being able to produce music in […]
