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Escapism
When I travel, I am free;Joy and wonder dance at the edges of my mind.I dream of never returning:All my burdens wait for me at home,Exactly where I left them.
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Water Supply Side
Recently I found a new-in-box water bottle at a thrift store. Initially I was confused as to why someone would get rid of it; however, upon opening the box I saw that it was emblazoned with a logo: SupplySide I’m sure it’s former owner was worried about accidentally being associated with such an embarrassingly mistaken…
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An Evening of Pots
Now that we live further away from scorching desert heat, Rachel and I have been attempting to expand our porch-garden. When we saw a good deal on glazed clay pots, we figured it was probably time to commit to moving our plants out of spare storage bins and mop buckets. Loading our haul into the…
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Type I Hypersensitivity
I had another allergic reaction, once again after specifically inquiring about a dish’s peanut content. I noticed suspiciously peanut-like “macadamia nut” pieces that tasted an awful lot like peanuts to my companion, but after being assured they were not peanuts, the first bite determined that was a lie. Perhaps it was the sauce? I haven’t seen…
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Whirlwind
You arrive in a whirlwind,Smelling of flowers and longing,Pleasure and sharing and laughter andLove.So close,And then you are gone,Leaving happiness in your wake.
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Daybreak
How many days have passedSince our hands first touched, cautious fingers entwined?How many steps along this tangled pathThat we have made our own?A journey over steep and jagged mountains,Fraught with rocky canyons.Harsh terrain that we surmounted,Focused only on the endless road ahead.For years we swore that we’d survive,While we braved the deep abyss. And when at…
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Risk
I lingered out of reach, hidden deep within myself,Careful not to share too much, lest I be exposed.You danced nearby, matched my steps,Risked yourself, inviting me to trust.A smile, a laugh, a wink…A touch.Didyounoticewasitokaywillyou–Suddenly I was in your arms,I whispered secrets, you held me tighter,And you said, “Here I am.”My body is sore while my…
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Pager Trouble
One of the first items I was issued when I started residency, along with my ID badge, was a pager. Yes, we still have pagers, which has invited derisive remarks from local churls if we go out immediately after work and forget to leave them in the car. You may be surprised to learn that…
Matter, Energy, and Life of Michaela A. Castello.