FISH TALES

You are the God Who Sees Me

She lay against the rock panting.  The dry heat engulfed her. Everything looked the same, monotonous. Images of death played through her mind.  She would die.  She could

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Want or Plenty

Several years ago, I lived in Mechanic Falls, Maine. We had a lovely old house with a large well in circumference, though only about 15

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