By John Grey Youth spent. Future here, Don’t like it. Too many lines in the face. Too much gray in the hair. And your stomach’s as bloated as a volleyball. Nothing any woman would want.…
Source: That Fatal Glance in the Mirror
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 