Creative Writing
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PLUTO
…An excerpt of a new project I’ve begun working on. Enjoy! It was mid-summer. The wild oat was tall, and bleached by the searing sun, leaving every paddock swaying in golden light. If it didn’t rain soon, there would be… Continue reading
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TO AN OLD FRIEND
A memoir (of sorts)… I People say the opposite of dying is living. But it’s not – the opposite of dying is beginning. And in this case, death is a slow, slow thing, and seems out of place with the… Continue reading
Grace Fatchen 