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“City Life” by Harry Kuhn

Fiction based on a true event. Era 1985, approximately.    Tom looked around the subway car in confusion.  He was unable to understand why none of the dozen men and women sitting about the car appeared to be  paying attention … Continue reading

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A Call for Poems/Short Stories/Songs/Art Honouring ‘Our Shining Stars’

Strange Angel Productions is pleased to create another opportunity for the public to share special memories/anecdotes of loved ones through poetry, short stories, original songs and art work, either paintings or drawings. This theatre arts charity event, Our Shining Stars, … Continue reading

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“A Good Age” by Harry Kuhn

April is a busy month in my family for birthdays. One sister, one brother and I are April babies. I am not often in touch with the brother but I talk from time to time with my sister. Occasionally there … Continue reading

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“Mysterious Bill” by Harry Kuhn

One day last year, as I waited for a bus, Bill walked by. I had not seen him much for a few years and it appeared his condition was deteriorating. He was a touch over six foot with greying hair … Continue reading

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“Christmas” by Peter James

The large, fluffy, white flakes of snow drift lazily toward the ground. My mind is clear and free from thoughts of bills or even if I will have enough money to buy groceries. I am, for the moment at least, … Continue reading

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“For the Young Mind” by Alan David Ross

Somewhere and at some point in time in your future, you will find a day.  It’s a day that you don’t yet know you are looking for… It’s hiding out there amongst all the other days that are as yet … Continue reading

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“The Parcel” by Rebecca Wolfe

The quilts arrived today in the post Unwrapping, unfolding I gaze tenderly upon mother’s creations I press my eager nose to cloth and inhale deeply The scent of her damp Vancouver Island home The scent of dried lavender from her … Continue reading

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