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I Love You Because
I remember that his hand was still warm as I watched my father take it into his own, wrapping it—warmth against warmth. Sometimes that’s all we can do is hold on… And I remember now, the bird with the yellow crown—like the yellow cap my brother wore—which sat in the...
Morning in Mexico
“No, I can’t have my coffee yet,” I say to Todd who is walking all tall and handsome like towards me with a freshly dripped cup of coffee, just the right temperature and color. “I haven’t had my pill yet.” “Which one?” He asks. “Your Hair...
Airport Siting
She stood waiting, unaware of the world watching. Shifting her weight from foot to foot, her line took on that of a dancer. Fine hair swept off her brow revealed the elegant bone of her cheek pointing upward toward her perfectly placed bow. She was protected by the...