Freshly Dusted

Soul SearchingBy Asche Keegan I’ve been soul searching lately, but I never thought I would find myself on the softball field, caught between a base and a pop up high in the air. The game is tied, and the pitcher shoots me a glare through her eye makeup. I grin back, leaning onto the back of my foot. She throws the ball, and...

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 A SentenceBy Asche Keegan Anyone can pontificate upon the pursuit of intelligence based on a lexicon of concordance, but few of those convinced of the eminence of vocabulary can conduct rational dialogues. ...

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Out of ConcreteBy Asche KeeganAcross the Earth gardens grew and ivy trailed across long lost walls while forests rose and fell with the passing of the planet around the sun. Fertile soil reaped fair results, but little grew where men had domesticated.But in one place, the Moon and a Rose loved a Girl, and the Girl and the Rose loved the Moon, and...

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