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*** When that moment comesdo not trivialize my death although I myself am trivial; although I don't know why to you I mean as much a..

**Accepted for publication 12-13-23 in San Antonio Review

*** All the peanut butter is gone but you still continue to tink-tink-tink the bottom of the jar hoping for a b..

Thank you to Ken e Bujold and his red pen.

*** Mother always loved her children; what's so special about that you say?Ah, but you don't understand; theywere all her children,be..

*** The red-wrapped apple is not that reddish apple nor the red-green apple. The red-wrapped apple is my apple, ..

*** I went an hour earlier than normal hoping to be first in line: I was second, by how many seconds I don't know as I ..

*** Do you have the fortitude to follow me down to the bottom of the sea, to ride alongside as I go into the danger of the deep, ..

*** My hair needs swept and the floors are disheveled and could use a trim. Last night's dinner doesn't quite fit, and..

In honor of Larkin's "Aubade"