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Truth in Symbolism

(For David and Judy Ray) Imagine the symbolism on their horses and Native American attire going into battle at Little Big Horn. They had lives, cultures, infant daughters to protect. Each horse adorned with red, white and yellow paint. Each … Continue reading

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Another Dream

In my dream I watched you through a sliding-glass door, smiling, waving, to let me know you’re still alive. I went looking for you. Yes, I left my room and circled our drizzling patio to your room, slid open the … Continue reading

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Restless Night

I’m not the same person I was, rest assured. And I’m no longer the person I wanted to be for so many years. That, too, is evident. But exactly who I am today isn’t clear, either. So much happens overnight. … Continue reading

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Wedding Reception

She darkens a lash, yawns then elbows her silken breasts. Rubs thigh against sweltering thigh with another crossed leg. A vagary in Spanish inquires, ¿Regulár o sin cafeina? But, at this very moment, despite stock quotations pinned to the shiny … Continue reading

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The Day Young Beethoven Auditioned for Mozart

Mozart was impressed, and he almost never praised anyone, unless he was paid to. Ludwig dazzled Mozart with precision, plus funky variations for personal pleasure. Mozart quietly adjusted his ravaged liver while Ludwig invented piano notes that would later change … Continue reading

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