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Dying Men and Growing Trees

  Dying Men, and Growing Trees A collection of recollections (mostly) By: C. B. Smith “It’s obviously impossible to take both roads.  It’s only through artistic liberty that one can claim to know both destinations.

A Slack Sixteenth

A Slack Sixteenth By: C. B. Smith   My childhood imagination was always backdropped by fantastical worlds within which I needed to survive. Places plagued by aliens or monsters at my youngest, by war and nuclear apocalypse as I grew.


  Better I laugh politely and then look down, staring at my feet, extending the exhale at the end of my laugh and then letting silence settle.  I had things that could be said; I simply had no desire to speak them, I let the