Category: Little Epiphanies Archive
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Abandoned memories
Sometimes the best photo is the one that jumps out and grabs you as you walk down the street, lost in thought.
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The Road is My Home
I have felt the home country – the false country – falling behind me. I wonder why I didn’t take to the road sooner. Though, in all fairness, I did head out many times on voyages that lasted three weeks or fifteen years. The difference now is that then I was leaving some place, something…
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15-Minute Kisses
She waited a long time for another to come. Meantime her mind wandered to his lips and the way they felt over her body, not just on her lips. It was cold on the beach and she shivered. His kisses were never tentative but nor did they mistake depth or pressure for passion. They were…
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The Butterfly’s Wings
She dances through life, moving from partner to partner with such even-handed grace that no one takes affront. The lovers, men and women, cling to her, lose themselves happily in her world. The frankness of her gift is such that they all understand.
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A woman on the riverbank in repose
As the afternoon sun drops lower, the timbre of the light deepens, throwing a soft golden blanket over the two of us. All I want now is for her to sleep while I stay with her under a summer sun that settles on the horizon without ever dissolving into the ocean.
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Like swimming through night and day
But probably he admired her more for letting that surly old husband of hers back for the last years of his life, swiping away with that slender, braceleted hand whatever had come between them once.
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Cleansing Waters
As an adolescent, I prayed to be made wise, but now, knowing the price one will pay for such insolence, I regret my words. I could have asked for riches or a long life or many children – but no, I had to ask for wisdom.
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The Culture Wars
“The first sign that something was up was the arrival of a flotilla of pianos on the eastern shore of the city. Each was manned by a tuxedoed pianist who stood with his baton at the ready…”
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Life at 5AM
The kitchen table in BA at 5AM on a Monday morning. Is this the beginning or the end?