Justin Wisniewski
Emily gave them one last look before she slipped into the crabapple forest. The self-sacrificer contemplated new ways of watering the plants. The Moon's World When she finally turned around, the fox that had followed her for miles suddenly stopped. S. Rain Sketch Sarah and Her Corvid Swiftly Nonetheless Unconcerned Forest Once free she focused on the important things. (v.1) Conneaut Girl Valerie defended Valerie with her violin bow. At the moment she hefted the makeshift weapon, she noticed that the storm was merely the rain. When the days of the old gray dog, Had all been loved into evenings, He aimed a little glance and a little thought, At the sparkling forest he once saw, In a younger dog’s dream. Laura She tested the edge of her brother’s gouge as the gray sky blackened. The Impending Civil War Trees on the Steep Ravine Erie County Stump Her collection’s growth in scope and utility firmly established authority. Defying her brother’s authority, she cut down the tree and stared down the rest. Alex Soldier [Title below] Reflecting Exile The Selfish Revolutionary Awaits Pauline Orion (A Constellation) Josephine, upon noticing, realised. Van Dyck's Wife Blind to her original intentions, she stepped down deeper into the ravine. Forests of Arran A Silent Fox Eleanor P. Laura's Haircut Laura A Dead Soldier A Peaceful Breeze Blew Across the Soldier's Face General McCabe Joan Realised Young Soldier On Her Travels Home (A Scratched Girl) After twenty-seven months in the forest--alone, frostbitten, bleeding, starving, muddy, wet and tired, staff sergeant Stephen Paul Chapman realized the war would finally be over. Figure Molly Knew That Burning Down This House Was Now Morally Justifiable When the Village Voted Her Life Away to Save Themselves, Ella Escaped into the Forest Where She Realized that She Never Owed Her Village Anything and Had Never Asked Anything of Them Gathering Feathers in a Forest Where Need Means Deserves Lucien Thinking About His West Virginia Bed on the Shores of North Norway Chardin Girl A Cold But Courageous Escape from the Mad Tsar "For us there is no spring, just the wind that smells fresh before the storm." John's Dog Waiting Before Being Eaten, The Snails Always Argued with the Blue Jay, Claiming to Have Evidence from the Highest Authorities that the Powers of the Birds Were Grossly Exaggerated Cold Silver A Look of Boredom and Annoyance From a Girl with a Blade The Remains of Zera the Asterism Preserved Forever After the Bravest Battle Emily Dickinson Elora in the Cold, Black Forest Sarah Misha Kligman Matt Goldun
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