Good To Be Home
It is good to be home. After nearly a month in a tropical paradise replete with expansive...
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One Year Bows To The Next
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language and next year’s word’s await another voice.”...
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A Necessary Leaving
Now it is I who has done the leaving. Not in the forever way my mother left. No, nothing so gut...
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August’s Insinuation
A bittersweet scent of melancholy wafted through my screen door today, reminding me that the...
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belle Marguerite
My mother has gone home for a little while. Zee French woo-mahn, as her friends jokingly refer to...
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