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Seasons

Poem   The day is grim, misshapen clouds grin, silhouettes of trees reaching out for me. Nothing stops the pain, I cannot feel the rain… It is winter, the wind is not a friend,...

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Coda

Later, Brendan could never remember whether he was already awake or not. Certainly he was floating somewhere close to the surface, at least, or he never would have heard it at all. But so...

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Contrasting Positions

My steps up the blacktop walkway from the lower parking lot sound louder and louder. The off-white, windowed, one-story hallway ahead grows. My heart beats faster with each step. A knot in my throat,...

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Capacity

Do I have one large enough to love? I sometimes wonder if the cage of my chest is strong enough to hold another’s heart without casting a swift shadow of a doubt that would...

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Our Bed

 Poem I get up to pee at four in the morning. Like most four in the mornings, The apartment is cold and dark. The cat’s claws skitter across the linoleum, chasing something unseen in the...

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Wings

Poem   Shimmering in the pale night, Wings fluttering like leaves, Coming to rest for a moment on a window-pane; Looking in, at the candlelight that we can’t get to, Longing to rest in...

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Gravity

Short Story The water looks welcoming, friendly. It reflects the colors of the skyline. My feet are bare, my shoes behind me on the pavement. The sounds of traffic slowly fade from my mind....

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Visiting our newest Great Niece

Julianna sleeps. Caterina dressed her in a light, pink baby dress. She has much brown, curly hair in only two weeks! While Mira chats with Anna-Maria in Portuguese, Frankie stroke’s the baby’s cheeks. We’ve...