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My Story in Ts
Posted on February 28, 2021 1 Comment
Memory is not just a when, recalled in the now. The past is never just the then, a form, an event, a life, that had an essence in a span of something before. Memory is a pulse, coursing through all dimensions of life, like an echo hidden deep inside a mountain, it returns again, and […]
Lizzie’s Saucy Applesauce Cake
Posted on September 22, 2020 1 Comment
Letter to My Mother Dear mother, This letter has taken a very long time to get to. It has been forty years since we all sat around the kitchen table together, wishing for your dreams to burst through the next CT scans. That was 1980, my senior year in high school. It is only […]
TREASURES
Posted on August 16, 2020 2 Comments
There was a game David played with his sons. They’d climb into our morning bed while he pretended to sleep. On the right side of the bed, concealed within the spread, he’d lie and wait. He’d quiet his breath, and the game began. His sons would do their best to avoid capture while attempting to […]
FROM THIS DAY FORWARD
Posted on September 1, 2019 Leave a Comment
In the gather, the organizing, the binding, I am knowing you, again. As the rings are thread through the die-cut hollow along the margins of each page, your story is bound with mine. Read more at http://www.worldtradewidow.com
