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Dear Rose

Dear Rose

I think of her every Sunday,whispering prayers in Italian.She could silence ambulance sirenswith struffoli on Christmas.She […]

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I think of her every Sunday,whispering prayers in Italian.She could silence ambulance sirenswith struffoli on Christmas.She

Leaving

Leaving

For the third time in her life, Alannah felt herself leaving. She swallowed hard, nausea threatening

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For the third time in her life, Alannah felt herself leaving. She swallowed hard, nausea threatening

Twist

Twist

Split seed Scattered fluffPollen out of boundsBrushing pastOpen palmsDandelion twisting in the airMy head’s a sea

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Split seed Scattered fluffPollen out of boundsBrushing pastOpen palmsDandelion twisting in the airMy head’s a sea