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Date registered: November 14, 2012

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  1. Pruning — October 4, 2016
  2. Learning To Kiss — October 4, 2016
  3. Cinderella — January 8, 2013
  4. Neverland — November 14, 2012
  5. Risk — October 4, 2012

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I pruned petunias today, dead-headed shriveled blossoms past their prime. It wasn’t hard to take dry ones, to pinch, nip off those bent for seed, but removing ones not quite dead, spotted, or discolored, still harboring life’s spark brought me up short, jolted me like a seedling torn from its bed. I saw old Jessie …

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Learning To Kiss

Big Aunt Grace, (that’s what we called her) was huge, gorilla-huge, and with her sticky sweet perfume filling the room, she would kiss everyone with the squeeze of an African python, coiled tightly around the body till all breath was gone, and we’d squirm with fear to be released. Grandpa Scott, a doctor and pharmacist, …

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With soft brown eyes, auburn hair braided to his waist, the classical guitarist smiles from the stage, his nimble fingers plucking taut strings. I imagine he is beaming at me, sending that I-see-you–invitation my way, the one that says, Meet me after the performance, let me play a special song for you. Without warning, I …

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Let’s pretend, she said to her friend running down the hill in the opposite direction. Let’s pretend, she said to the sky, to the air, to the field around her. Arms held high, as if performing for God, she danced in a white long-sleeved blouse and a plaid skirt over black knee-highs. Blond hair blowing …

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Like clothespins holding socks on a backyard line, or nylon knots between beads of a hand-made necklace, pigeons perch high above the city skyline. Each blue-black marker holds a space, as if hands took pains to order them, placed them with a precision that prevents pecks and squabbles. Is it instinct that positions pigeons so? …

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