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A Cloud of Sorts

Let’s talk clouds today. Not your average cotton-candy-in-the sky, but rose-tinted ones that serenade us as we fly-carpet them from upturned lips to perfect laughter. Then, there are those dark clouds heavy-laden with pain, grief and sorrow that seem to... Continue Reading →

The Walls (short prose)

The air hangs heavy with words  unspoken. Even the walls groan in agony. They've  heard sadness, witnessed tears and winced at raised voices.... Finish the story in Tales in Teacups ©Vivian Zems MLMM,  photo challenge #196 Image: Charlotte Gonzalez

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