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taking shelter

May 1, 2022April 29, 2022 by nlondon36

I suspect there is a venn diagram we could draw to see how close we breathe to each other, the despair we share no matter our outer circumstances. The war, of course. The bomb shelled ruins. The threat of nuclear holocaust that is real again. We were children, practicing taking shelter under our school desks … Continue reading taking shelter

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in the midst of ash and bone

April 1, 2022March 31, 2022 by nlondon36

It’s early spring. We had four inches of snow the other night that melted by noon the next day. The coyotes are coming around and eating the food I leave out for them…the chopped meat I buy on sale at the supermarket, the bones they carry off to their den. There is a pair of … Continue reading in the midst of ash and bone

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love’s wounds

March 1, 2022February 26, 2022 by nlondon36

I traveled through thickets until I came to a clearing where I found my heart, drinking from the crystal blue waters of eternal life. I’ve looked everywhere for you, I said, out of breath. She appeared tired, and there were wounds in her side. What happened? I asked, stepping closer to examine the bright red … Continue reading love’s wounds

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and then there was fear

February 1, 2022January 30, 2022 by nlondon36

Fear lived in the basement, in the deep freeze. He’d come out when I was alone, touch me, chill me, turn me to ice. “You know no one’s home, right? They’re all dead. Gone. Poof.” He leaned against the stove, turned on a burner, let the ice melt off his fingers, gather into a puddle … Continue reading and then there was fear

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superpowers

January 1, 2022December 27, 2021 by nlondon36

I find my heart in the closet rifling through my clothes. “Where’s the cape?” She asks. “The one with the big S.” “At the cleaners,” I say. “And the tiara?” I choose my words carefully because I’m pissed. “Don’t you remember? You gave it away to the first little girl who admired it. Those were … Continue reading superpowers

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