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Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
Years did he visitHer. Discovered he that theirScriptures in their most Ancient form were theSame, hieroglyphics from whichAn argot they made. Only then did heTruly
Bruno sat on the dock outside Lula’s house. He watched the waves on the sea, and he thought about who he was now and what
The waves took us up and down, and we thought there would never be light again. We despaired of ever seeing land again. We believed
“Strip?” Bruno felt his stomach tense up. He’d just met Zula, and he knew that Lula never liked to be naked; they’d never even been
To begin this post, I’d like to thank my wife, Concetta. Yesterday was National Sex Day, though neither of us knew. I’m on the night