The Dark Place | Trinity Herr

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            My reptile mother birthed a reptile daughter –            cold-blooded, always chasing sunlight.             The weather turns a screw in a fractured femur,            and wrenches me rheumatic with the foresight             of

Zumba Prayer | Marianne Kunkel

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Bless the man who dismounted an elliptical            just as a song blaring from a far room of the gym ended.His timing was perfect, to know when he poked             his sweaty head

love-psalm | Emerson Gray

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My knees pop and crackle like a fireplace as I kneel at her feet on the carpeted floor. I flinch—my body suddenly feels too crooked, too misshapen to be here.She smiles like redemption,

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