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By Donna Pucciani  The pear trees still own
the backyard, with their nuisance fruit in the fall, their blossoms a stinking blizzard in spring. I remember The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Donna Pucciani  Today’s blessing: a watery sun,
dribbling down from heaven in a stream of mute psalmistry. The earth has forgotten winter, snow a stranger knocking at the door when one least expects it. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Ghia Vitale  The ripest strawberries are so sanguine,
they inspire vampires with their red. Bespeckled and freckled with seeds of green is a fruit with the beauty of bloodshed. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Elanur Williams  The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Elanur Williams  The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Madi Maiolo  I.
Tell me who I am, shackle me up and down– you can never silence my voice for change. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Aanum Khan  her eyes & my nightmares
meet in the periphery, somewhere between my loves & her life-- something about death brings us together, a cruel alchemy, & we kneel. The Breadcrumbs widget will appear here on the published site.
By Leigh-Anne Burley  The sun's fading light slips
between fragile fingers in our minds. We hold glorious memories like scattered seaweed. |
