The Kid and the Poet by Greg Stidham
I The wooden leg of the straight-backed chair groaned as the boy scooted it over the hardwood...
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Read MoreThe little Yorkie dog wandered onto Andy Rice’s property on the last day of post planning. Andy...
Read MoreThe pit bull’s bark sounded as though it blasted its way out of a bull horn, each bark making the...
Read More“When you were a tadpole, and I was a fish, In the Paleozoic time, And side by side in the ebbing...
Read MoreA Thousand Ways I didn’t know I could be satisfied with my palm flat on the back of a boy...
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