by Jan Stinchcomb The field of snow was dotted with black sunflowers. They must be dead, we thought, remembering what we were taught in school. No, they are only dormant, we decided. We had to beli…
Source: Children of the Black Flower
Author: Phil Slattery
Publisher, Rural Fiction Magazine; publisher, The Chamber Magazine; founder, the Farmington Writers Circle. I have written short stories and poetry for many years. In my careers as a Naval officer and in the federal government, I have written thousands of documents of many types. I am currently working on a second edition for my poetry collection and a few novels.
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Phil Slattery, Writer, Publisher 