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Anger isthe bastard child,black sheep,danger to the flock. This I know,for I’ve been told. But, by night,when the world is still,I slip out the back doorto find anger huddledin darknessat the yard’s edge. “What do you want?” I...
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Behold the one beholding you, and smiling. – Anthony DeMello Our cat Blackie’s breath routinely reeks of all sorts of ungodly foulness. He snores, day and night, like a bear in hibernation. He leaves small puddles of drool on the bed and couch. He bosses...
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no is a necessary magic no draws a circle around you with chalk and says i have given enough – boundaries (anonymous) // I was walking down to the garden the other morning, when a line from Maurice Sendak’s, Where the Wild Things Are ran through my mind. A...
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She stands, arms outstretched, under fluorescent lights. She holds up empty shorts, t-shirts, and tanks. Her mother-eyes focus on what is not there, gauging the cloth’s ability to hold, to hug, the ones she loves. Her gaze is fixed just...
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Edge of the Conodoguinet Creek, Still Waters Retreat, Carlisle, PA “Don’t forget, you’re going to die.” – WeCroak.com I had been keeping an eye on the spot for weeks. I thought it was a bug bite. I thought it would go away. But it didn’t. ...
