I had just picked up the kids, and we were en route to their favorite after-school snack spot when we noticed the American flag flying over the post office. "Hey," my daughter asked, "why is the flag only halfway up the pole?" Because, I answered, it's the one-year anniversary of...
October 29, 2013 | 7:07 pm
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like a skin on milk
I write to you
I hurl the letters of your name
onto every page, one and many
I know you are reading over my shoulder
look each of us possesses a book of life
each attempts to read what the other has scripted
in these almost illegible letters tipped by...