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    Emissary Chapter 8 Dimyata 

    It was a beautiful spring day. Birds were singing, wild flowers were sprouting and we were riding towards our doom. More than fifty of us rode out of the school that day not knowing that less than half will...

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  • The Louvre, the Funhouse, the Disco

    April 24th arrives
    already half‑forgotten,
    like a dream you try to hold
    but it keeps slipping
    through the fingers of your mind.

    It brings with it
    a fading memory
    of the main room
    of the Louvre…
    not the paintings,
    not the tourists,
    not the velvet ropes,
    but the room itself:
    its b…Read More

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    Reflection

    Reflection   Across the scuffed wood of this quiet booth,I slide a steaming mug toward your hands.You look so small, swallowed by that coat,Your eyes a restless map of practiced fear.I watch you stir the sugar, dark and deep,As steam...

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    • This is a very powerful piece, Kay, but I would ask you not to use capital letters at the start of a line that is a continuation of the preceding line; it makes the reader stop unsure if this is part of the line above or a new thought. And use punctuation wisely, as a tool to guide the reader when needed. The better the flow, the more enjoyable is the read. This piece is very good as it is, and you need not change a thing; but try my suggestions and see how it feels.

      I wonder: are you actually addressing another person — or yourself? It seems to me you are bucking up your own courage, but I could be wrong. It works either way. Nice work, my friend.
      FD

    • Thank you, Flatdaddy. I wholeheartedly agree with you. and I am speaking to myself (older me to younger me(

  • Nativity of Loss
    (I will always love you, my heart.)

    I read a poem that evoked a tear
    a single, trembling drop
    that spun me backward,
    into shadows of what was
    and the ever-present numbness
    of could-have-beens.

    25 days to go…
    The air tastes different now,
    heavier with memory,
    as the earth tilts toward the same cold light
    year a…Read More

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    • A single trembling drop. that imagery is felt

      • Thank you…this really was a pouring out… a hard write for me.

      • Actually, two came out that day. and lots of tears… but something I needed to write. It’s been years, but some Christmases I’m a bit indifferent/melancholy… I will post the other as well.

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