by Danny Ballan | Dec 1, 2017 | Poetry
A head or two blemished the imagesmeared my view of who might that bewhat stands between me and youa block or two, a window, a wallI can duck behind if I’m lucky enoughI might race you back to the startreset and go like an endless runnerbound to hit an obstacle and...
by Danny Ballan | Dec 1, 2017 | Short Story
The stands filled with people eager to watch the race. Some even came here early in the morning from all the country to watch these aspiring drivers race against each other in one of the most prestigious race tracks in the world. This event would always attract the...
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