

The Merry Cemetery
Jerome Lancaster had fallen out of love with life over the course of 3 years, little by little and then all at once, the way safety pins disappear around a house. You don’t worry as each one goes missing… not until the day you really, desperately need one. Him being here, 5000 miles away from home, in the Merry Cemetery, was nothing but a testament of love for his wife, Olivia. It was she who always had a particular interest in tombstone tourism and he just played along, maki
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The moon will follow us
‘Come walk with me to the river,’ says June while gently pinching Dodo’s cheek.  But Dodo does not fancy this idea. The couch is cozy and the screen is full of stories. ‘How long is the walk?’ she asks her grandmother. ‘Just right. One hour. Just long enough for the sun to say goodbye and the moon to say hello,’ answers June.  Dodo sighs, slowly dragging her feet. Her grandmother stops in front of every house and greets all neighbors with a smile. ‘How long is one hour?’ Do
Jun 262 min read
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Hue can’t hide
On a magical island, with beaches that glow Where the wind hums a song and warm rivers flow High up in the branches of the sweet mango...
May 313 min read
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The Prince of the Pond
At the edge of the park, where the lily pads float Lived a slippery frog with an emerald coat A blob of pond jelly with two bulging eyes ...
Mar 313 min read
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