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Alicia Valasse-Polius
READ A LITTLE!
READ "PLENTY FUSS" “It is well. It is well with my soul! It is well. It is well with my soul!” The organ sounds ended, and the choir put away their music sheets. Amelia closed her hymnal and joined the women on the steps of the Sacred Name Church. “Claudine, wha’ goin on?” Amelia patted Claudine’s shoulder.
READ "THE OLD GUARDS ARE CAMPING OUTSIDE" “I go miss dat place man,” Papa Joe whispered, placing the last coco pod in the barrow. “Yeah Papa Joe. I eh know what we go do without we top man.” He shrugged and chuckled.
READ "THE GREAT DYING" Walking near my moribund childhood home, I saw her – refugee from the Shore of Corpses,
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