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Neighborly
The world, she noticed, had been accelerating steadily over the years, while she stood on the platform without the slightest idea of when she had disembarked.
Who We Are, Where We Go
He didn’t want to think about the future; for now he just wanted some money to treat his illness. Maybe he was less elastic than he had hoped. His thought was cut short by the old woman knocking over a glass.
So the Day Begins: Grief Refrain
So the day begins.
The water’s cold; I pour, the
soil drinks and a leaf
Nikola Tesla
When Saint Francis put his coat away,
he wasn’t cold. He was cold from a past life
that fermented to become wine.
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