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letters & measures When they finally got inside the house, everything was in jars and nothing was labeled. Though it is difficult to say whether or not labels would have been any help. What

swinging in snow The school has been closed for years. They say that they’re going to turn it into condos eventually but there’s always one thing or another holding that up. The playground is

objects in space Only the objects remain. A forgotten suitcase. An empty chair. Waiting for new stories to add to their old ones. The old stories are gone. Slipped away through time and space.

coffeeshop magic I don’t have the time to devote to circles or covens. I have to fit things in when and where I can, in stolen moments and cups of coffee. Stirring clockwise to

property feature The monster came with the house. The realtor said they could get estimates from removal services but then there was some sort of confusion with determining ownership because of the property lines,

zen snow Do not scowl to see the snow fall. Do not fret that it is so cold that you cannot feel your toes. Do not complain that the weather is frightful. The weather