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Songs of Remembrance

Her hands moved over the piano; she played quietly, constellation eyes half closed, heart wide open. She sang, but only in her head, only in the place where she wouldn’t hear anyone else comment on her tone, on her pitch, … Continue reading

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You and I

I still think of and am caught up short by the memory of your eyes, your mouth. I have never beheld your true face nor have I kissed you but I know what you taste like. I know it because … Continue reading

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