Monthly Archives: May 2014

And the Women, They Bury the Dead

In some cultures it is primarily women who prepare the dead for burial. I don’t know this to be universal, nor even how wide-spread a practice it is. I could research it, of course, but it is the kind of … Continue reading

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Edits

I am trying to remember The last day I spent in bed Covered by a thin linen sheet, The soft caress of An oscillating fan Kissing the surface of my skin, A Lover’s leg Draped lazily over my own, Fingertips … Continue reading

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Trees Company

It seems a mere heartbeat ago these boughs shading me from the afternoon sun were barren twigs and branches scraping an overcast sky. Tonight, the canopy is glorious! Ten thousand thousand iconic maple leaves fan out overhead with their pointy … Continue reading

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