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Buster Brown
Buster Brown By Robin Mills We pile into our white station wagon with the faux wooden siding, and head down the winding roads of The Canyon to The Valley. “The Valley side of the hill” as my parents call it, in contrast to “The City side of the hill” where the gated mansions of Beverly
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Something About Everything
Read more: Something About EverythingSomething About Everything By Doug Newcomb When I was a boy, everything around me was a mystery. I assumed that as I grew, I would understand more. But then I did grow, and the sense…
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Hailing Sleep
Read more: Hailing SleepHailing Sleep By Ken Delpit Something I don’t do,But I used to, readily,Is sleep through the night. These days, not the case. Now, it’s hour by hour,Two, if I’m lucky. Lying anxiously,Awake, but testy for…
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Can’t Help but Wonder
Read more: Can’t Help but WonderCan’t Help but Wonder By Ken Delpit Can’t help but wonderWhat’s to become of us all.Can’t say it’s a blunderWhen it’s done as resolved. Can’t help but rememberIn protests of the past,April or November,Beaten, jailed,…
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Calculus
Read more: CalculusCalculus By Deb Fenwick I show up at dawn, stepping into the murky slipstream of a new day, considering whether a patch of sunrise or a bruise of blasphemy will win. Every day there’s some…
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The Last Waltz
Read more: The Last WaltzThe Last Waltz By Kathy Guthormsen There’s nothing quite like waltzing through the kitchen with a refrigerator and a mop, sweeping and gliding through pooling water to get your heart pumping in the morning. The…
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Time . . .
Read more: Time . . .Memorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer’s voice on the page. Waste Not By Desiree Cooper “Time stretching languid in the humid afternoon tastes like caramel cake. It smells like pine needles…
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My Heart
Read more: My HeartMemorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer’s voice on the page. My Heart By Karen Handyside Ely My heart is a newly uncluttered closet. Organized and cleared of discarded outfits that smothered…
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Customer Service
Read more: Customer ServiceMemorable writing that sparks imagination. Lean in. Hear the writer’s voice on the page. Customer Service By Su Shafer Mr. Wright came hobbling in today Leaning heavily on a cane He needed to pay his…
