A SECRET HIDING PLACE BY UTE CARSON
On his 7th birthday my grandson burst into tears. The excitement had been too much
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Posted by admin | Dec 27, 2017 | Non-Fiction | 0 |
On his 7th birthday my grandson burst into tears. The excitement had been too much
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In the Narragansett, it is said
that eighteenth century men
could not define the quahog
Her best childhood friend is lifetimes away buried under a pile of journey albums, Cherry Coke cans, and abandoned roller skates.
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Maria Josephine Idris, an emerging visual artist/art therapist in...
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Dad and I climbed into his ’54 Pontiac Star Chief and headed for town to Little League registration.
Read MoreSuddenly, guilty glee overtakes me and I stride toward the door in search of Hank. I’m dying to tell him what he’s missed…and about the woman
Read MoreI don’t remember where everyone else was that day or why it was just Angela and me at her house playing a civilized game of Chutes and Ladders on the sidewalk in front of her house while eating cookies. It felt surreal and almost like I was watching myself – like an out-of-body experience.
Read MoreA memory just now
moves through me
like an arrow of light
On the street outside were pools
of melted snow reflecting green,
then red as the light changed.
Come now, tell us
About some of the times
With other people
You also felt it so.
