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Boyhood Was A Verb

A Story by Allen Johnson Jr

In my day, boyhood was a verb. It was playing, shooting (slingshots, firecrackers and BB guns) exploring, chasing, wrestling, playing tricks, building..

I Saw A Faceless Man

A Poem by Allen Johnson Jr

I saw a faceless man Whose features had been wiped away

Meeting Hemingway

A Story by Allen Johnson Jr

One of the fun things about that crossing was the fact that Ernest Hemingway was on board. He was traveling with his wife, Mary, and several of his fr..

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