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Little Lucy crouched down in front of the animal, hand extended for it to sniff. It froze. Nose twitching, it inched closer. Curiosity, igniting bright, clear, eyes. She smiled at the little fox. It retreated. Her smile wavered. "I remember.... Continue Reading →

A List (poem)

The half-written poem. The half read book. The song left on pause. The bed rumpled on one side. The violin lessons started. The fall recital held but never the spring. A list of things begun and left undone. A list... Continue Reading →

Raindrops (poem)

Pit. Pat. Pit Pat. Raindrops hit the old screen on the window. Pit. Pat. Pit-pit-pat. Sounds should soothe... Pit. Pat. Pit-pit-pit-pat. Echoes sounding off in my mind Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat. The rain signals his return. Pit. Pat. Pit-pit-pit. Pat.... Continue Reading →

Morning Rituals (microfiction)

She awoke to the sounds of someone whispering in her ear. Singing, they were singing. The soft, happy, song slowly pulling her from her dream world. Her lashes slowly pulling apart she was greeted by the warm smile of her... Continue Reading →

Late Night Convos (Short Story)

Pensive. Irritated. Annoyed. Sad. Pretty adjectives that paled to what she felt inside. Sitting on the small back terrace of her condo she gazed out at the night seeing nothing. She thought of him. She missed the sound of his... Continue Reading →

I Who Lay Dying (poem)

Shh... your mind is clogged with thoughts that don't matter. Clear them. Embrace this moment as it is. Seated beside me on this bench, at our favorite park, Feel the chill of the stone bench beneath you, Trace the lines... Continue Reading →

Treasure Box (a poem)

Free.  Precious feelings once abundant  Now just pleasant thoughts, Of a time now passed.  I'll save them.  Tucked away in this little box All the memories of yesterday.  All those promises of tomorrow's  That will never be.  You were a... Continue Reading →

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