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The rain increased, fine mizzle became a drumming pelt which pock-marked the sand. The donkey stamped irritably and flicked her ears.
Jacinta Palmerš
Arpad Nagy
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So good. I can almost hear it.
Shortlisted for 2024 Northwind Writing Award in NF/Fiction. New owner of First Line Fiction. Editor @ The Memoirist, AoE, Book Cafe, Short Place, Kitchen Tales.
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