Month: January 2007
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Where the Green Grass Grows.
Rusty and worn, though young at heart, the two chairs sit side by side. Weathering seasons of sun and storm. They wiggle their toes in the mud, lean on each other when their…
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Strange things about TICA
I am spontaneous to a fault. Most things fall in my lap. I am lucky. Often I can sense things before they happen. I do not need to measure to know things will fit.…
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George Lucien Jean Cadic
L’amour partagé est une lumière même dans l’obscurité. Shared love is a light even in darkness.…
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Song of Silence
Sitting on the wall, she played her song. Wondering what to do, what to say, she didn’t know. The notes came slowly, moving through her, opening passages and closing doors. Alas,…
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Red Riding Hood’s Secret
Today at the flea market in Marseille, I came across Little Miss Riding Hood. She was extra cheery at that ungodly hour. What is it with her? Why is she so very…
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Oh my Darling Clémentine
The winter fruit clémentine, with its bright colored skin that slips off like a glove, is a pure taste of sunshine and goodness! On my list of favorites they…