Wood Shed Writers, Greater Pittsburgh Area | est. 2024
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(A tribute to my father) The slightest smell of evaporated milk takes me back to a favorite childhood memory; I can feel a faint smile… more ›
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1 Gliding quietly around her pond was a special treat for Gracie the swan. There had been little peace or privacy in the months since… more ›
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He brought it home from a birthday party – a party favor. Not to her. He’d seemed delighted with the thing. It lit up, smiling… more ›