In case you need to read the previous: https://broussardlana.wordpress.com/2017/06/05/leaving-witt-2/ “So long, Eliza, see you tomorrow at school.” At school the next day, Joey stuffed…
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Little dragons of the sand regal and small the flicker of a dark eye they watched there as we crafted hours of cousin play those…
It’s that joyous time of the year, right after what might have been a lively table flipping Thanksgiving debacle, depending on differing family politics. Thank…
My father’s younger brother followed him into World War II like a pesky little brother would ready to do his part ready to make his…
West B Street Long ago In a small place And in that small space, hearts beat secure and life melted in cozy comfort Time passed,…
This perfection found in a grasped hour in those impromptu, unshattered moments as time collides with harmony. And when I look will I find you…
Last stop church pews sunlight streaming through stained glass windows wooden casket for a metal maker lost that tug-o-war Death pulled harder. Now he is…
If I fell through a wormhole I would land outside her window in midsummer breathe the smell of pomegranates ready for picking on that lopsided…