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Ghost whispering
This is the upper-left corner of a postcard that my grandmother, Emily Harriet, wrote to her younger sister Mary Joe in, let’s say, the 1910s. On the back is a photo of the Federal P. O. Building in...
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EvidenceBarefoot in the dirt outside our tentin the dark, I bend back my headand open my heart to the night.I hope to see heaven unravelas galaxies take up the threadthen spin, then stretch, as vast,...
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That door
I’ve watched that locked wooden door for decades. Today on a walk, imagining, I step closer. It is tall, and deep crimson. Painted slowly. Its round brass doorknob begs to be turned, and its keyhole is...
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No wonder it was good
My mom’s Grasshopper Pie recipe reads like a story about her take on living. I cherish several things about this recipe. First, note the ingredients: creme-filled chocolate cookies, butter,...
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