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At Home

Gentle breath, an infant’s breath, soft and rhythmic, no yearning because all one’s needs are met. The cradle, like the arms of Mother; the cottony soft blanket as tender against the skin as Father’s breath. Hope. Promise. It didn’t turn … Continue reading

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Colors. No Colors.

Surely I don’t need to expound… Just follow the sounds and let the words punctuate both your brain and the page. Reds. Greens. (Red, White and Blue.) Black. Brown. Yellow. White. We attribute so much to colors, don’t we? And … Continue reading

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