Travel
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The Island Flamingo: Chapter 17
“Here you go!” I look up to see Jessica in front of me; she holds two tall glasses of iced frappe coffee with straws ... -
The Island Flamingo: Chapter 16
Once we arrive at the path leading up to Jessica’s house, I can see the clear blue ocean below the hill, with the olive ... -
The Island Flamingo: Chapter 15
I fail to notice that I have fallen bottom first on a rock with my legs stretching out; the shock is immense. I sit ... -
Summer Heat
sunshine bursting from the skyunyielding in its glorymarveling at the ground’s warmth thatmake our hearts lightexcitement thrumming through our veinsracing through our blood happiness ... -
The Island Flamingo: Chapter 14
The map’s directions point to the left side of the island, up a hill with a wooden walkway. Beside it stand rectangular rock pillars. ... -
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The Island Flamingo: Chapter 13
The boat slows down as it nears a remote island. I look over to the right and see the sandy shore with a small ... -
The Island Flamingo: Chapter 12
Several minutes pass while I watch the shoreline and marina become smaller until they evaporate. The view becomes nothing but blue sea and sky, ... -
The Island Flamingo: Chapter 11
The next morning at 9, I stuff my drawstring backpack with essential supplies (phone, sunscreen, sunglasses, etc.) and dress for my secret journey to ... -
Cycle Of Life
With the cycle of the worldlife cycles from life to deathnew to old rusty to shine For too long they forget the tiny detailsfocus ...
