Open me, close me what a life. A students' life for a year at a time. Some are slops and some are not. At times they write on me and fill me with books, coats and what-not. But, hey what the gossip I hear it seems to stay the same all the years.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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The Tracks
Why don't trains travel on me anymore? I know there are weeds from time to time on my rails, but won't the wheels on the trains cut the weeds away? I swear I can hear many trains, but why don't they travel on me now? Too many questions and no answers for me.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
The Light She Tends
The stone steps of the Veli Rat lighthouse were worn smooth in the centre, a shallow groove carved by a century of keepers’ boots. Petra knew each one by heart—the twelfth step that chirped like a cricket, the twenty-eighth where a seam of quartz caught the sunset and glowed like a vein of gold.
By Anna Soldenhoff6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (6)
:) You are very observant too.
yep; it sure does! what a great trip down memory lane.
Love it! This takes me back to being in high school.
Very nice
Interesting!!
lol love this one ♦️♦️♦️♦️