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Blue Dot Club

A father and his daughter walk down the street one fine blue skied Sunday morning. Shops are closed at mid-day. Birds chirp from the trees. Everything is deserted. A gust of wind kicks up tumbleweeds. They swirl amidst the dust and blow down the paved road. A rabbit hops across the street, stops, twitches its nose. The little girl pulls at her father’s arm. “Look, Daddy.” Her eyes follow the floppy ears and white tail as it darts under a…

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Rutabaga Aisle

Matty pushed his cart through produce lined aisles under fluorescent lights. “Shit, out of potatoes?” The stock shortages are getting aggravating as hell. He checked his tinder account again, scrolling through all the rejected images of women, for inconsequential traits that reminded him of previous exes he would rather forget. “Where are you Tabitha,” she’d given him the time and place. “It’s almost 5 o’clock.” Is she worth breaking the quarantine for? It’s not like he could just go to…

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Troll Moon at Blanchard Beach

Honor the trolls in your life under March’s full moon. The moon is a compass point that emphasizes our in-between place in this world. This super moon on the spring equinox shows us a glimpse of how far we’ve come from the shadows of the long winter that is behind us tonight. Trolls are creatures of betwixt and between. As magical beings they often cause trouble for humans but not without great reward. In one traditional Scandinavian tale a peasant…

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