It was about four o’clock when Karen reached the top of the hill that separated our homes, the overcast sky a blurry grey image behind her....
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The light catches on the polished silver And on the lines of living, flowing red Now I am undoubtable Now I cannot deny that I am The g...
As I was
I am as I was when the wind blew strong And the sunlight blazed And the nights were long. I am as I was on the very first day When I lo...
The Lost and Found
The Lost and Found I remember the day the heat hung still, in the air, and lay limp like our melting bodies in the graffiti’d arm ...
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