Literature

Secrets

I look over at her And I wish she would be mine That I could…

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Draupadi

To Trina Nileena Banerjee I You woman of the pyre Your birth of mixed fire…

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Cherry Pie

CHERRY PIE with a sharp reflex of the diaphragm, our maiden earned the title of…

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someone else

It was snowing.  As he lay in bed, Sal watched it through his window.  It…

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Flickering Shadow

The self, like a photograph offered as a gift. You were not what you seemed…

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Total Recall

I do not remember I do not remember I do not remember those cold burning…

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Charlotte’s Call

How she wanted to dance anger out of silence: expletives of lightning thrumming onto exploded…

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While Supplies Last

When the glare from a late night infomercial becomes a spotlight in your living room,…

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To Want

I wanted to see through your eyes I wanted to hear with your ears I…

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