It’s audacious and daring actually. What is it about this bold act that says it’ll ever work? We push fingers into dark soil, scooping out vaults. Then with brazen hands we press small brown bulbs into the earth and claim they’ll rise again. Burying them, covering them, we smooth the ground and walk away, with…

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September’s twilight creeps green and orange in chill night air. Yellow and pink zinnia flowers stand tall beside rosy sedum. Smoky woodfires scented the end of a kids’ park play date, and now children’s voices chirp loudly from trees. They leap, waving sticks, leaning close to growl make-believe battles. My son races inside to grab…

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Basketballs ricocheted off concrete and clanged against blue chain link. I plucked green grass and bent it methodically in fours, snapping after each bend. “Are you okay?” I had asked her. “Your eyes look sad.” She laughed wryly, surprised, and we started talking more. Four of us sat on a blue blanket, legs outstretched or…

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Night falls in blue twilight and my neighbor’s white blossoms glimmer green in the dusk. My son’s small feet patter back to his room, and a distant car whirs. The pointer finger on my right hand rubs across a smooth right thumb, but it’s all wrong. I’ve been betrayed by my body. Photo Credit: Flickr…

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He perched on the black armchair, hanging off the right edge. His blonde head hung upside down, arms trailing the cream carpet. “…and then I fought the boss…” Daniel’s words rippled on, describing video game adventures and I tried to pay attention. Photo Credit: Flikr user T. Papadopoulos, Creative Commons cc license Pinching lips shut…

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