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The Heart of It
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but...
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The Same Fire
I’m riding the bus again. We finally bit the bullet and got rid of our car. Time to admit that no matter how much we enjoyed the slight freedom you get by having access to wheels is far outweighed by...
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Changing Lanes
Like changing lanes in heavy traffic, I see my opening and I go for it. Pressing firm on the gas pedal and turning quickly. The fog is lifting. There are only a few moments available for the...
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A Little Different
© Photography by Tanya De, 2008. I’ve been quiet lately. Sifting through layers of questions I’m not ready to answer, but can’t ignore anymore. Pulling out scarves and leggings and hopes of...
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Littered Lot of Gravel
© Patrick Lentz, 2007. I catch myself walking around the city in all sorts of weather, all different times of day. Yoni Wolf is singing in my ears over and over again, “And always one rose grows though...
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Germination
© Lamentables, 2009. I described my game plan. It’s even better this year. It starts even earlier. I confessed how terrified I am of the approaching winter. How confident I was last year only to be...
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