Category Archives: aging

window pain

Replacing a window can be a sentimental journey, as explored in this poem. Continue reading

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tiny wings

Even now her voice sounds far away even farther than across the country whispering over phone lines and satellite. I hold the receiver against my ear my clutching fingers ache, arthritic warm plastic crushes my earlobe. At first the conversation … Continue reading

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Inconsiderate

This short poem examines the emptiness left after a departure. riverwriter reads it and comments in the accompanying podcast. Continue reading

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