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Playing Catch
Like a pop foul ball that no one tried to catch, his words arced and landed with a quiet thump between them. After a long weekend of working an art show attended by defended and disengaged art viewers, the arrival of an eager and unlikely inquiry felt like medicine for Ken’s beleaguered creative spirit. “What…
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Surface Tension
She vigorously moved the whisk with overt confidence, agitating the mixture as she explained, “I want to bring out all those beautiful, unctuous qualities.” Oooooo, unctuous, what an interesting sounding word, what exactly does it mean? I have always loved learning new words. And for as long as I can remember, I have read with…
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Unspoken Loss
I remember the day well. It began with the smell of worms. I’m not actually sure if worms have a smell, but my 7-year-old mind was convinced they did. I suspect the fact that boys were gleefully harvesting their sickly pinkish-brown bodies and slinging them at us girls had something to do with that association.…
