Fables of a Wondering Mind

MADHU stood on the Parika Wharf, looking across the mighty Essequibo River, the third largest in South America. A glint

IT was the money again that lured him to the streets as ‘Joanna’. Jade, a true fashion diva, dressed him

SHE stood in the shadows on the pavement, waiting for her friend’s cue to step into the light. She was

CASSANDRA answered after a long moment, “If you know you’re ready, you’ll have to brave your mind to face him.”

A new beginning, free to spread her wings, to soar high. SHE had been a young girl many years ago,

PINK ribbons fluttering in the wind, coming closer and closer then drifting away, lost in the far horizon. Brandon sat

“IF only I can see you,” the old man muttered quietly, “One last time, my sons.” He wheeled his chair

DALE held the ball between his fingers, the heat from the leather sending a burning sensation up his arm, and

PAGES were turned as new chapters of his life were written, and, today, he stood as a successful man. No

HIS wife turned on the bed and touched him, saying, “Hmm, yuh are back.” “Yeah.” “All went well?” “Yes, smoothly.”

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