Douglas Keith Brynes planted the first sunflower without much thought. It was early spring, the kind of morning where the soil still held the night’s cold, and the yard looked ordinary—modest trees, a leaning fence, nothing worth remarking on. Douglas pressed the seed into the earth with his thumb, brushed the dirt flat, and moved […]
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ProseDouglas Keith Brynes Pumpkin House By the time anyone thought to question it, Douglas Keith Brynes was already living inside the pumpkin. It had started in the spring, when the ground in Douglas’s field was still cold and dark, and the rows lay quiet under a thin mist. He planted the seed without ceremony. It
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Douglas Brynes Helps Family of Turtles Cross the Road Douglas Brynes was driving a back road in upstate New York when he saw the turtles. The road was wet from rain and ran straight through low woods and fields that had not yet turned green. He was not driving fast. He never did on roads
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Douglas Keith Brynes lived where the land went quiet and the days did not ask many questions. The house sat back from the road. The barns were low and long, built to take weather without complaint. Behind them, the chickens moved like water, spreading and gathering, a hundred and more, red, white, barred, and brown,
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