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Came The Wind 12 May 2013 | 02:03 am
The golden, brittle leaf brushed over the top of her shoe, resting in mid air for a moment. Another gust blew, picking up the leaf and spiraling it away, under a sky filled with darkened clouds. Alic...
The Brother Spectrum 2 May 2013 | 02:48 am
Night, a dark room, twin beds on opposite walls. “William. William. William…when I die, will I still look out for you? William? I know I’ll be in heaven. How far is heaven, William? How far is heaven...
..and i will be free 21 Feb 2013 | 07:26 am
Reblogged from Tale Spinning: Freedom, and the taste of it is so sweet. Elephteria, released, ran out into the quad and raised her arms and head to the heavens. Five years of interment, awake the enti...
Chromatic Labyrinth 14 Jan 2013 | 01:20 am
Carlo, Prince and Count, imagined his wife in bed with another man. Not just any man, but his friend, the Duke of Andria. Carlo noticed the Duke’s eyes always found the figure of Donna Maria more tha...
“What Will The Tree Be?” a picture book (repost) 6 Jan 2013 | 08:13 pm
“What will this grow up to be?” Sarah asked with a smile. “Will it grow big and strong? Will it take a long while?” If I hold it in my hand, and show it the sun Will it grow a lot of fee...
Plans Not Fulfilled 22 Nov 2012 | 09:17 pm
They made plans for the holiday Their respective children far away Each left alone, they turned to their common bond Of husbands long since gone Of phone calls and lunches Of shopping trips and excuse...
The Opening of Doors: A New Blog 19 Nov 2012 | 04:27 am
If you’ve noticed I’ve been maudlin of late, there are a number of reasons. I won’t rehash them here, as my last posts have been pretty clear in how I’ve felt and what it is all about. In meeting with...
How Are You Doing? 16 Nov 2012 | 04:50 am
It’s a month and a day The question still burns “How are you doing?” It haunts, dragging me to the ground It stings, re-tightening the chest, It churns, causing my stomach to roil And my head hangs lo...
Papers of Pain 12 Nov 2012 | 03:29 am
Amidst the debris of clutter, among the years of things piled upon, chaotic shoving in of spaces, of things of little to no importance due to the distance of time, papers of pain were uncovered. A his...
The Flavor of your Reply 1 Nov 2012 | 08:20 pm
Her kiss left traces of apples, cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg and sugars, both dark brown and white. That is what Avrum remembered most of their first kiss. He relished that nights’ memories, but it was th...
