Christopher Street: A Love Affair I regret our first date Took the 1 train to Sheridan Square Chris I met you there I was consumed by your Intoxication Your representation Of liberation Providing elation Freedom rang As those train doors opened up into Corruption Loud freaks of the night carrying on Drug...
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Quite an Iguana We were trimming the giant Birds of Paradise, when we decided to step inside for a few minutes, to cool off. Upon emerging, we were greeted by this gigantic iguana, nicely adapted to blend into his environment. He is much larger than his neighbor. http://thatisallfornow.com/?p=7035
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United States Holocaust Memorial Museum “Only guard yourself and guard your soul carefully, lest you forget the things your eyes saw, and lest these things depart your heart all the days of your life. And you shall make them known to your children, and to your children’s children.” ~ Deuteronomy 4:9~ In...
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Happy Valentine’s Day! “To Ruthie From Verna” I found this collection of old Valentine’s in a second hand store in Fort Lauderdale. The idea that someone saved these cards for 80 – 90 years is remarkable, to me; whether it was the original recipient and then a family member, who must have understood...
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The Garden Is Sleeping Yet another blizzard has struck New England, covering her in a several feet deep, blanket of snow. For all of you who wish you were swishing through the snow, here is a peak at the garden fast asleep. Those are lilac bushes, standing tall! ...
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Is it just me, or does this guy have it right? I was walking in Annapolis, and happened upon this man, who seemed to not have a care in the world. The boat is a little small to live on, perhaps, but I have to say, he seemed incredibly happy, sitting in...
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The Tray by Cristina Jill Mosqueda The Tray is a short story about a family’s history, which is told through its unique legacy. “Though the Papa spent many nights looking up into the stars, praying for a way to save his family, from the coming Inquisition, in his heart, he knew it was hopeless. ...
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I Almost Lived by Cristina Jill Mosqueda I died without ever having lived. My funeral was a simple affair, with a half dozen paid mourners, who periodically wailed, as if genuinely bereaved. After the service, there was no reception, and not one soul bothered to send flowers, as it would have seemed imprudent, to...
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Overcast Skies And An Overcast Heart The air hung heavy in the overcast sky; I walked along the crowded streets, weaving in and out between the nameless faces whose pace I was forced to keep. Without a particular destination, I put one foot in front of the other, trusting I would find...
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Are We Savoring Life? “Thank you for posting this (I have removed the person’s name to whom this was posted) gbu always I read the above comment, in response to the person’s post, at whom the comment was directed and paused for a moment, to figure out what gbu meant. The only...
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