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My Mother’s Words

By Phibby Venable All my mother’s words live around here,and I am always placing them in whatever orderI can remember.They hold the door open each morning, and suggestI have a better gratitude and attitude,for being aliveI stretch my eyes all over the sky, I lean upand look over the mountainsMy…

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Reluctant

by Katherine Hubbard The wife lets me come here on Friday nights. The other nights are too fraught, what with the little ones and getting them in the bath and bed and stories read. And the wife, she’s a great one for sitting with a glass of wine after the…

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War of Words

by Loren Stephens I moved to Los Angeles with my five-year-old son so that my ex-husband, a literary agent at the time, could take on some parenting responsibilities since he had no desire to travel across the country to Boston, which he had escaped after our divorce. I interviewed for…

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Mushrooms Are Deadly

by Sheila Rose Montgomery I swallowed them whole. I dipped them in the gravy. I pulled out the mushrooms. He was driving the other woman around town. He knocked her up in six months. He was seen buying baby clothes in the mall. He stopped calling me. I cut the…

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Through Loved Ones Eyes

By Joanne Eskreis Voices spoken to us through their love Echoing from the heavens above Sounding laughter from within their tears Envelop us through all our fears. Reaching out through the never ending sky Comforting us whenever we cry This is where true comfort lies Hearing voices from heaven through…

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Get Onboard

By Jennifer Bower How long have you been hiding in those bushes, friend? Lord, you must be freezing. Come on now. Quickly, quickly! Follow me up to the house. It’s a good thing Sister Draper’s baby was delivered without complication, or I might have been out all evening. Is there…

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Collected

By Heather Browne Come play with Me here in the surf O my soul Come splash in the edge of my tide soft foamy white tickling toes covering feet lapping your sand castle designs Kick up my sand as you twirl as you dance cartwheeling wind by your side Find…

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