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I Suspect That Moths and Regret

by Rowan Tate I Suspect That Moths and Regret share a language no one translates. Grief has poor timing and excellent posture;  I am learning to walk without finishing the sentence.  I am not who I meant to become, but the bread still rises.

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More Important Than the Consequence

by Richard Adams Carey I remember my mother being an atheist about the aging process. “I don’t feel any different,” she would protest as the decades marched on. She didn’t deny the aches and pains, which she did feel, and which were different. It was more a mental thing, a…

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