Bruce SieboldJan 9, 20221 minNight VisitorWhile I slept I did not stir as the snow gently fell upon Eighty Acres. For who can hear a snowflake fall? Flake upon flake falling from...
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Bruce SieboldNov 7, 20211 minSwallowed By The NightLast evening the Earth Mother struck a match and set the western horizon on fire. Then ever so slowly the fire went out, swallowed by the...
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