Richard L. Provencher

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StorySOLDIER BOYS IN AFRICA - poem Richard L. Prov...117 years 2 months ago
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StoryLittle Runner Boy def-soul117 years 2 months ago

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My stories

AN EMERGING WRITER essay

Writing is fun, a challenge and precise. Some may try to pierce your skin with rough words. Ignore such villains. Listen to helpful advice. And create.

COUNTDOWN sf

Hundreds of millions of fallen Martian Warriors were but memories on the dust filled plains. And this act of remembrance acknowledged their pain.

A CHRISTMAS SONG FOR GEORGE non-fiction

Sometimes while walking his solitary route, George hurts his foot after kicking a telephone pole. It’s one way to get rid of some mixed-up stuff inside his chest.

PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES story

You're all I got, George. Yah. True...True. Now get some sleep, OK? Please? How come momma gave us to the Children's Aid, George? I dunno.

A NEIGHBORLY VISIT story

I weave crazily towards the gyrating sounds, grasp the radio on the patio table and gleefully walk cherub-faced to the neighbor’s tumbling waterfall.

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