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The Fog from the River

The Fog from the River My room was strangely dark when I woke. I checked the clock. 7:30, my usual time for waking. I op…

Eras

Eras   The slice of sky has gone ghostly between the brownstones on Fifth Avenue. It's a little after 4 pm on Friday, …

Reconstructed Newsreels

Reconstructed Newsreels   Your progression of thoughts, herky-jerky, like old movie reels played. A shabby, cramped newsst…

Imagination on Land and Sea

Imagination on Land and Sea   Imagination floats on streams of new questions, whose shores lie against lands of so…

The Fluency of Unmuffled Words

The Fluency of Unmuffled Words   Like chrysalism, that amniotic tranquility felt indoors  during the eerie tension of a t-…

Worms

Worms Worms are eating my brain. I haven’t seen them yet, but I can feel them munch munch munching around in there. With e…

The Woman Who Grew Another Woman

The Woman Who Grew Another Woman   She went to bed with a lump on her shoulder . Her husband wanted her to accompany…

Snow Baby

Snow Baby                                                                    It was Christmas Eve and the snow had bee…

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