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Always Two Glasses

Always Two Glasses

I wake to the sound of you sweepingup dust from the week and my dreams left from sleep. Through restless nights, we stirred between walls because one of us could not sleep. We wrestled with thoughts, then passed in the hall, eyes meeting, our lips turned to curls. You...
Truly and Deeply and Madly

Truly and Deeply and Madly

As the story goes, up until twenty-three-and-a-half years ago, I had been looking for love in all the wrong places. Then one snowy winter night in the Midwest, I came to an impasse. Standing on a street corner beneath the glow of a streetlamp, stood a tall man in a...
Childlike

Childlike

A child has eyes for surprise. Innocent. Imaginative. Free-spirited. I think of these. Apple trees and cornfields. A big red barn. Double Dutch and Four Square. I think of things these things too. What I don’t often think of is how totally dependent I was as a child...
Rainy Windy Day

Rainy Windy Day

I open my eyes and wonder what words await while the sound of raindrops landing on the porch bannister become more apparent. The open umbrella left to dry billows like a chest taking in air. I inhale, exhaling as the truck idling beside the sidewalk out front pulls...
Up Against the Shore

Up Against the Shore

It is anchored there, like a buoy of protection, informing me of my inability and limitations, as if to say, “Do not swim beyond this point, silly child.” The ropes, north and south, define the boundaries. But I am stubborn, the sea beyond looks bluer. The sun...

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