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In Spring
In the spring, when everything began to grow, we sat in a field of green and yellow spinning dreams about the future. Yours was set in stone, and I was there Mine was outer space and I was waving at you far below, a thousand miles away. In the spring, when everything began to grow,…
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Old Women
They are relics now, standing side by side in crumpled parchment skin, flesh-colored stockings, sleeves and masks left too long in the fold pile slightly damp and scented of lavender, sunshine and mildew…
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Mother Whore and the Monsters on the Hill
…they are children playing dress-up in the whore mother’s clothes. Dirt track spreads her legs and welcomes everybody in, tries to make her face a little prettier…
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UnderDog Bikes in Roanoke, VA
A couple weeks ago, my husband and I took Thing One (so named because he arrived on the scene two minutes before his brother, Thing Two, and I don’t use their real names on here) up to Roanoke, VA for a quick overnight trip. It can be tough to find things to do with Thing…
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Spring
If the fear doesn’t get me the winter will, freeze me out of myself until I crack and drown below the surface Each turn of the page pulls me closer A spiral drawn in shades of black and grey So for now I’ll sit and watch the rain, watch the world come back to green…
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Houses
All along the back roads in Virginia (and elsewhere too, the scenery a patchwork quilt stitching states together, miles of wood and pasture gingham strips in greens and browns) the houses rise up from the ground, planted years ago, crops forgotten in the avalanche of mega malls and mini marts, looking like the women, old…
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Epilogue
Give me something to look forward to, she said- The crease of your palm as your hand curves around the back of my neck, or the stillness that crowds your words when you whisper something no one else can know Let me be the one to taste the endorphins and whiskey in your voice When you…
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Snakes
There is a house full of snakes waiting to devour us fangs slick with the ejaculate of televangelists and politicians, bellies fat with power and the scrawny limbs of dying children, sacrificed for the greater good, gently laid to rest before an altar draped in patriotic cloth and the stench of soggy dollar bills wet…
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Asheville Family Desperate to Find Missing Dog-Reward Offered
Max, a cinnamon husky, is missing from his home near Asheville NC. His family is offering a $1000 reward for his return.
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January 31 2015
In my trunk there is a photograph of me at age fifteen, one of my daughter at three, and my grandma’s cookie jar. There is a bag on the seat next to me with bits and pieces of her life taken from her bedroom. I haven’t looked inside but I reached in and felt a…
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April Fox 