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Archive: April


April 10, 2014

I am the haiku a NaPoWriMo refuge once a noble art

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April 9, 2014

I am the mom who wheels her son in his custom chair up the hill to the playground   I […] [continue…]

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April 8, 2014

for years, I have looked up to wonder how high that mighty oak stretched daydreamed about climbing to its top […] [continue…]

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April 6, 2014

One of my habits at church is to write flash-poetry for the closing benediction, attempting to incorporate the ideas expressed […] [continue…]

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April 5, 2014

it’s the same air same field same coach same kid but something is different sitting out the second quarter, she […] [continue…]

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standing here, and now overlooking a playground filled with our seven children (one on ahead, one on the way) pulled […] [continue…]

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April 3, 2014

the loud lady leaves the restaurant far too soon missing the quiet that fills her wake people speaking with restraint […] [continue…]

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