


NOSTALGIA
Remembering the summer rose,....

THE OLD PLIERS
...The dull color belies its former gleam so many years have dropped away. But long ago when I also shone....
As the burnished surface fadedWith a distant light as my guide I stumble through the darkest night.
Fear grips my inner soul while I move slowly, step by step, towards the promise....

AUTHOR NOTES
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SUBMISSION GUIDELINES
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SPLINTERS FOR DECEMBER 2022
A wide range of ideas to spark your writing energies for this month.
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