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March 2015When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.
Billy, age four, from Breathing Together, edited by Richard Kehl
They were living off Floreta’s pay now. Money was tight, but it had always been that way, forty years of never catching up. If they ever did get a little bit ahead, something always happened: a recession, a car crash, a broken bone, an illness.
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By C.J. GallMarch 2015Everything is in its place. The past rests, breathing faintly in the darkness. It no longer holds me as it used to; now I must reach back to touch it.
By Scott SpencerMarch 2015Like pilgrims visiting the tombs of saints, / smoky hands of angels on our shoulders, / we wandered the medieval city, stone churches / and tall half-timbered houses leaning over / narrow streets.
By Lee RossiJanuary 2015— from “Ode To Invisibility” | O loveliness. O lucky beauty. / I wanted it and I couldn’t bear it.
By Ellen BassJanuary 2015Is there something wrong with me that I don’t seem as bereft as some widows, that I’m handling it so well? That’s what everyone says: “You are handling it so well.” I know he is dead. I just can’t believe we will be separated forever. Whoever wrote, “Till death do us part,” didn’t know what he was talking about.
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By Greg AmesSeptember 2014Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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