Short Stories
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Poetry
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DINNER
A VISIT
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Short Stories
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Poetry
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DINNER
A VISIT
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Short Stories
Excerpts
DINNER
Hoa pushed her feet against the parquet, oak wooden floor in a slow rhythm as the chair underneath her rocked back and forth. She felt her hard, round belly. Slowly, her hands slid forward until her fingers were intertwined on the center of her stomach. Looking down, she saw the silver band on her left finger and watched how the dim lighting refracted against the facets of the central gem.
A VISIT
Instead of answering, Kaze got up from his chair and stretched out his arms. Rocking on the balls of his feet, he stared for a second over his mother’s head at the stack of wood outside. He noted the arms of the sun reaching above the tall trees. Sighing, he walked over to his mother
and rested his head on hers.
Poetry Excerpts
IDENTITY
Who am I?
Do I dare ask why?
Who are you?
Is it that I have the illness?
Has forgetfulness clung to me?
Everyone around makes sounds to each
Other
Their faces review understanding
It can not be
Her diamonds only flower where
Emerged a mare
From heaven’s hell.
Hear angels’ bell.
