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A Story About Fishes, Another Part

When the sun was up and bread was hot enough to steam in the crisp air, Tiri took a loaf to the river, and sat on the bank while Hekka ran up and down it, barking at fallen leaves and … Continue reading

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A Story About Fishes, Part Something

It was later, when she was older, but not old enough, that Tiri woke with a start one morning, saying aloud, “He never told me!” Hekka whuffed lowly, then yawned and stretched where she lay on the rug, then got … Continue reading

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Love’s Lorica

I arise todayThrough a mighty strength, the invocation of Love, Through a belief in Love, Through confession of love Of the love of Love. I arise today Through the strength of Love, Through the strength of Love, Through the strength of Love, Through the strength of Love. … Continue reading

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What’s new

I wake up alone, and it isn’t new, butit is earth shatteringevery time.The bed is always cold on that side,cold enough it tries to pull the heat from me.You’re somewhere far, and I haven’t been able to reach you.It isn’t … Continue reading

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What You Ought To Be Taught

You whimper, a kicked dogbut refuse to stayinstead playing dead at my feet.I could help you if only you wouldbare your throatto bear my collar. The mewlingisn’t warranted, you know.I’ve never raised a hand to youbecause you don’t wantthat sort … Continue reading

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  1. Trent Lewin says:

    I abruptly feel like I want to be a dog.

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