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Jan. 7, 2009 The wind carried sticks and leaves around the town. Stray dogs barked and these dogs were always out in the distance and on the periphery. Old clapboard houses tried to remain brave. The night lasted forever. Water dripped from the moon. Then the moon went out of sight. Frost on the trees and chimes silver and uncluttered in the lurch of dark. The mountains knew better, and stayed still with wisdom and ease. Traveling ghost caravans. Black birds. Ants not knowing the difference between moods, just being ants. Evil grasshoppers. Lightening lights up really from the earth to the sky. The ground is the ground. Shadows and sills. A woman walks through the main streets and does what many women do. She runs her hand through her hair over her ear. The wind carries sticks and leaves around the town. ------------ About the Author: For more of Brian's short stories, visit his website: http://www.freewebs.com/storyandstory/. Email Brian Barbeito: Brian1750@Hotmail.com Comment on this article here! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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