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POVERTY FLATS ROAD

Ridiculous, nonsensical life stories that sound made-up but aren't. I should know, they're mine.

Poverty Flats Road

That’s the name of the dirt road that I grew up on. A small town of 300+ people. Nothing at all on it except scrub brush and tumbleweeds

The Hawk

One day, after picking up Sophia from preschool, I pulled up the drive to see my elderly neighbor flailing her arms and waving me down...

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