The Secret Circle
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miriammacdonaldauthor of Who Will Love the Crow
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The Secret Circle

by miriammacdonald

Picture this

a group of hobos warm themselves around an evening campfire atop a small hill sharing hot tea

Shady maples and white birch stretch their limbs

fanning out around them hiding them holding them

Except there are no hobos

just eight plastic chairs, broken and dangerous taken from waiting rooms now semi-circled around the fire

And there is no fire

just a broken milk crate And it is not evening

I found the secret hiding place for cancer smokers

where the moldy stench from the rotting earth rises up through a carpet of cigarette butts.

Yet somehow, it is peaceful

and where I need to be

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