Tears fall like rain on an April morning. A plume of breath. Three skips of the heart. She hurls the tiny stone with all her might. It bounces–once, twice, three times. Thunderous beauty. Weathered and beaten like …
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The Cadence of Pain
She didn’t know how it had happened, not exactly. All that she knew was that it had been a slow change. The pain had been drawn out over the years. The transformation so subtle that she hadn’t …
Tibetan Lemonade 