Tagged: Christmas

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Silent Night, Silent Day

Haibun Something in the way she drives. Her left hand, turned up, turned down, on and off the steering wheel. Her steely eyes, centered on the road. The 40 MPH sprints on the side...

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Relocating the Gingerbread Man

Haibun It is a delicate procedure. One so precarious that Frankie runs from the kitchen, saying, “I can’t bear to watch in case this goes south.” Mira emerges from the kitchen. The gingerbread house...

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Rachel’s First Christmas

Short Story   ‘Oh my God! I think he’s dead!’ Someone screeched from the crowd. ‘Call an ambulance!’ Rachel was on the ground, pinned under the man like doll; her limbs were outstretched and...

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Karaganda Christmas Rhyme

Short Poem   Sporadic firecrackers (An explosive bundle of fun) Go POP! In the snow Foretelling all the festivities to come So buy a fur hat and snow-proof your gown It’s Christmas day in...

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A Karaganda Christmas Dream

Poem   The snow, mixed with mud– Like grey diamonds Glitters underfoot. Presents wrapped in newspaper (No ribbons for us) We have wine and candy Listening to the old familiar songs. I can feel...

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This Year’s Christmas Tree

Haibun   Deep Evergreen. Full. Red and gold balls and bells; tops with gilded bands; Russian-esque spires all around. Four sets of lights; the white nina doll ornaments Mira loves. The giant bow. Our...