Everything
Unripe berriescluster on the vine.One is dark, but not dark enough,a pinot, not a cab.The others look creamywhite turning pale yellowa few tinged pink like a peace rose, my favorite:they [...]
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Jun, 2026
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Nov, 2024
Election Thoughts
When I was a child, I was lucky and I didn't know it. No one close to me died. When I became a teenager, my grandfather died, and I was [...]
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Oct, 2022
Florita
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: Therese is gone, those people, toe the line, flourish, she could see the person she was, her mother didn’t like her, [...]