Travels
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Finding love in the struggle: a July day in Canada
The black asphalt, newly-laid, burns in the evening July sun, filling the air with a scorching…
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As long as there are those that love the light,
Do you know what it feels like, to be a moth flying past a cold light…
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Perspectives: a short story
The saying “Grass is always greener on the other side,” is not always true. Sometimes, the…
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Cold Food
I remember the day she first walked through our gates. My family had newly arrived in…
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commentary on politics today
It must be a global rainstorm. So many earthworms are on the sidewalks, crossing cement (unwilling…
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coming undone
Lent 2013 I am reluctant to write now. Surely those of you who read what…
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It is Road
“We are not now what we shall be, but we are on the way; the process…
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words for your tryst with a dying year
For all those watching the old year go out and heralding the new; some words for…
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Kigali
I have long wished to see Rwanda. On a flight this year, my plane had a…
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I Need Your Love To Be a Smooth Black Stone.
They say your love is a wide open sky They say your love is unending ocean…
A broken tulip 