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I awaken one night a few weeks ago and stretch, my head flings back and suddenly the room lurches. This isn’t the first time vertigo has ..read more
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Healing is found within colors, within foundations. Inside, during “Snowmageddon,” alone within white walls among those colors, primary ..read more
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Another year has ended, along with a relationship and a dream. I am here wallowing once again in the ashes of my life. I flop around in the ..read more
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I met Joyce for the first time at the Marysville Starbucks, just off the highway. Jim and I were on a return trip from visiting my family ..read more
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She labors in her breathing, her chest makes the sound of a tea kettle boiled dry. Unconsciousness is a mercy. I read her the poems sent to ..read more
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