r. nuñez

I am a shamanic priest who loves to write stories, poetry, and songs. Retired, but still helping people, animals, and the planet.

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The Wino
a year ago
The Wino The ride to work that October morning seemed especially bumpy. The bus was one of the older ones, and the brakes made a loud ear-piercing screech at every stop. There was a different driver a...
Easy Pickings
a year ago
Another muggy night on the strip, and Ezee had just turned on the AC on his Lincoln Town Car. He was on his way to the bus station. This time of night, there would be a couple of arrivals that would h...
a year ago
When one gets to the end of one’s rope, and all one can do is let go, one might finally realize that there really is something that will break the fall. We got off the bus at the end of the block, cro...
The Neighbor Children
a year ago
The Village of Enchantment Wilson sat down and reclined on the chaise on his back porch, having raised the back just enough so that he could look over the back yard. He had just mowed it all with a no...