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We Live to Love

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

All has been said and has been done before we start but love keeps Heaven over head and time aligned.

Don't you listen to fear, sweatheart!

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

Don't you listen to fear, sweetheart, don't you listen when it tells you what you must be, what you can't do, what you don't know. Who do you think..

Sleeping Garden

A Story by Francis Rosenfeld

I walk through the sleeping garden, footsteps muffled by the freshly fallen snow, watching the clean white reflect a watercolor sky. Everything is qui..

Gift

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld

The waste builds up as to forget the gift But I return to it like waves to shore When life spews pointless, petty builds, our souls are more.

Improbable Story

A Story by Francis Rosenfeld

She thought she was home until the second moon appeared. She thought she was home, because everything looked exactly as she remembered it: the path t..

Your Private Outdoors

A Story by Francis Rosenfeld

Sitting at the table under the tree canopy, a book in one hand, the other hand mindlessly rubbing your temples, you lose track of time. The splotches ..