poem
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Unselfing
If it unselfs you,treasure it,cultivate it. If it muscles through your grim, monotonous monitoringof what others think of youor whether or not you measure up,make a note. If it picks you up,shakes you out,and drops you a few feet away… Continue reading
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Dinner for One
I lay the cloth, smooth it with my palm.I arrange the blooms, fuss them into place.I deal the plates, space them evenly.I fold and refold the napkins, creasing them into flowers,then pockets, then simply rectangles.I align silverware, savoring the cadence… Continue reading