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Drunk in the grass, loving the world
Mar 20, 2025

Kenji burst into his edit room, kissed me and ran out, waving his arms into the air and giggling. I stopped typing my grant proposal. I was stunned, I had been hoping for this but did not think it would…

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Summer Stock
Mar 20, 2025

Every season has its smell, its olfactory power, so that when you recall it, senses wake up: the taste of fresh baked sugar cookies mixed with pine from the live tree in the corner; the warmth of burning leaves and…

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Tears from the heart
Mar 19, 2025

The knoc on the door continued, it's softer at first.Then louder.Agatha shook her head to clear it, her coughing was getting worse and with the coughing Kim. The lightheadedness and the difficulty breathing. She moved to open the door and…

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San Francisco then and now.
Mar 19, 2025

People say San Francisco has changed. Well, yes, it has changed in some ways. On news clips, we see rows of tents and homeless people and talk about how dirty my beloved city has become. I grew up in San…

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SST (1)
Mar 19, 2025

By Laura Fanning A middle-aged woman with cracked glasses and a pudding-bowl haircut is standing right behind me at Starbucks. I’m afraid she’ll lean in and start talking to me. This happens to me often, people who are outside my…

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No matter how tough our hearts
Mar 19, 2025

It sounded like the woman in the university registrar’s office had her hand over the handset, but I could still hear her, "It's Nancy Kelly calling to change her major again." Her fellow office workers laughed. At the registrar's office…

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Ambush
Mar 19, 2025

Lucius hunched behind his shield, waiting. Nervous eyes scanned the wooded hillside. They were out there. Everyone in the cohort knew it. The horn blasts had come from the far side of the ridge, but they only meant one thing.…

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We Must Mourn
Mar 19, 2025

If ever there was a time for tears , it is now. If ever there was a time to regret and feel the heavy burden of sadness that comes with circumstances that seem beyond our control, this is that time.…

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My Wine Life #2
Mar 19, 2025

This first purchase of wine dwindled quickly. Stored in our dining room, wine that meant to be kept for years, was drunk or brought to dinner parties. However, it began a process of buying wine to have or to give.…

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