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It is a pear Christmas tree ornament. I don’t remember exactly how I got it or why I think it’s connected to my mom. Like she bought it for me? […]
It is a pear Christmas tree ornament. I don’t remember exactly how I got it or why I think it’s connected to my mom. Like she bought it for me? […]
“Mama! I got the part!” feet running through the house, book bag thumping on the table. Her hands deep in the garden soil, amazed her heart can still expand so […]
“I miss museums,” she said. He nodded. “I miss apple orchards in the fall,” she said. He smiled. “I miss holding hands” she closed her eyes. He squeezed her hand. […]
[repost from 2012] My dad and I shared the house in Reno with a woman named Katie who was one of the waitresses at dad’s restaurant and I pretty much […]
The precipice so near the prairie A turn of heel makes the difference Sideways; a flat valley of easy fields Head on; a cliff overhang dropping It menaces, […]