between the cracks

once on impulse, i planted a hollyhock seed in a crack between flagstones near the spigot, where the swamp cooler dripped erratically in the summer. the first spring, it put up four small sturdy leaves, and i watered it whenever i remembered. that winter came new love and large changes, and what with it all,…

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time is distance and distance is distance

1. time is distance and distance is distance and the heart aches to cross both, yearning across boundaries, loving across boundaries. i build a nest in my heart, furnish it lavishly, comfortably, keep it warm for when you return. you step inside, melting me with a smile and a simple, frank, “i love you,” and…

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