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By W.F. Lantry When you enchanted me, your flowing dresswas everything I knew of heaven. Whenyou moved through snow and rounded drifts, I knewa warmth I hadn’t understood before,not even in the summer, when vines grewa foot each day, their tendrils twisting, thenturning toward the sun, as if to catch…
By Mark Blickley It’s been nearly sixty years, but I’ll never forget my ninth birthday. It fell on a pleasant, early autumn Sunday. Unlike previous years, there was no party or exuberant family celebration. In fact, my ninth birthday promised to be a rather bleak one. My father’s terminal bout…
By Yongsoo Park Because it never occurs to you to select anything but free shipping, the violin takes months to come. And even though it is no Stradivarius, it still bothers you that the mailman doesn’t bring it to your door but leaves it with a perfunctory wave just inside…
By Marie Anderson I’m doing a crossword puzzle when squeals mangle my peace. I look out the kitchen window. The brat is back, shrieking and galloping through my backyard garden, looping around my flowers like a crazed little monkey. He stops at my black-eyed Susans, begins yanking bright yellow blooms…