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Published February 4th, 2013 - 12:05AM
I’d begun to dread the aftermath of my elderly neighbor’s passing months before he died. He’d been a quiet presence in the farmhouse down the road, a generous steward of the 120 acres where he had lived since childhood.
Published January 28th, 2013 - 12:05AM
It is two days after Thanksgiving. Old Tacoma, my Tacoma, is draped loosely in a low-hanging mist. My boyfriend, Kevin, and I – determined to work off at least a few calories of unfettered holiday indulgence – have embarked on a semi-brisk walk toward Ruston Way.
Published January 21st, 2013 - 12:05AM
I arrived at 11:55 a.m. But according to military time, I was late. Exhausted children were already napping. Wives with new hairdos fidgeted.
Published January 7th, 2013 - 12:05AM
My first impulse was to turn away.
Published December 31st, 2012 - 12:05AM
We stand in the crisp night air, our breath forming billowing wreaths around us, before drifting slowly away. This reminds me of time – gossamer, intangible, something that cannot be held onto.


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