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  A Secret By Dale Angel                                                    The big black man sat in the back seat…

Today we present to you another Dave Smith piece. Soul. Some words have one. Most people call…

  Creative Word Assassins By Dale Angel                                                    The enraged man shouts, ”May you doubt your…

Today we present to you brush-with-fame memories from Writers Forum member Dave Smith Pre Orono Stephen King…

  Lost Laborer By Dale Angel                                                    The early morning work began…until no longer I could…

  Failed Relationships By Dale Angel                                                    I have come to realize that my assumptions of…

  In Defense of Weeds By Dale Angel                                                    I appreciate weeds for their perseverance and…

  Defusing and Dad’s Pressure Cooker By Dale Angel                                                    I tie on my apron. Wrestle…

  Community Bed By Dale Angel                                                    A pickup and three car loads of kids finds…

  The Excitement of a Mundane Life By Dale Angel                                                    As a mundane lifer…  …

  Premeditated Murder and Unintentional Thievery By Dale Angel                                                    On our way to the store,…

  I Think I Need Soap Weed By Dale Angel                                                    While hiking between stacked walls…