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Happily Ever After

He keeps all his photos, and looks through them regularly. She’d never said so, but to herself she admits that of course it bothers her. In fact, how could he not see that it...

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Final Debrief

The air conditioner in his office is off, its faceplate still missing. No chairs, so Fran and I stand, answering his questions. Then he and I speak alone. No heated words, this time. No...

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52 Hertz

Short Story   There’s a whale that exists called the 52hz-Whale. 52hz is the frequency of their calls. Not a lot of them exist, but a few do. Whales use their calls to attract...

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New Earth

Spoken Word Now that’s saying something! Figure I’d speed along, trade shells amongst the natives in exchange for another door to the soundless places I strain to hear when sailing the sand is numb...

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A Simple Moment

Blue Heron. Regal sentinel. Watches carefully. Heartstones lead the way down my path. Remnants of snow here and there. Reminders of cold quiet nightfalls. I look up and see a pair of ears and...

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Sting

Poem   A cool slit, Open to the air. Wet red spreads Over taut pale skin; Every hair on edge. A warm glow; Like a throbbing firefly. A lingering sting; A sweet poison. A...

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Another Conflicted Surrender?

It’s time to let YABC go. More than time. So why do I grasp it until I’m numb? rising light everything I let go has claw marks Photo by Steve Halama

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A Crucial Lesson

Short Story   You think you know, sonny?  You don’t know!  You don’t know!  I  know; I was there!  I saw it all unfold and I could tell you every detail…  of what?  Of what? ...

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Chantel

In Bryant Park the air is sweet of summer’s birth despite the day’s exhaustion. You are lovely, Chantel – like it. As strangers tussle for chairs when the music cuts I pilfer a glimpse...

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Wandering

Walking down a sparse street Heavy hands Slow feet Heart strings tight like rubber bands Blending in like an unknown brand A street lamp shines with faulty light Giving false hope A cruel joke...

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Untold

Poem   He was gentle and so cruel, like a mountain stream so dual, knowing love and hate were real… She lived a life that’s full of joy, and excitement bright as day, as...

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An Unanticipated Argument

After a long meeting that followed a longer day, Susan P. and I approach Mr. J. He says that our program is “out of compliance.” He won’t say how he knows, just that I...