Tag: flower photo
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VITA EXPERIENCIA
mihi vita est miraculum. During the day, I was visited every hour. A nurse for every year. A rub of alcohol and a bit of saline twice as often. There were the IVs. The shots.I was reminded of my grandmother’s needle cushions watching the breaking surface of my skin. The nurses always asked, “Do you…
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Contact
Thirty-seven. When the eyes scour the photo, they will notice, however unconsciously, that the photographed hands hold each in thirty-seven places. No matter whose eyes look at it, no matter what species will find the photo, they will be amazed by it. On the deserted planet of the worst people during their worst time, the…
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The Magic of Summer Skies
During June of 2022, I took a short mental break with my family and visited Cape Cod, Massachusetts. None of us are big vacation people or travelers, but all of us needed this time to be in a new space and to be with nature. Throughout our stay, we saw many different sights, animals, flowers,…
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The iPod We Only See on Road Trips
it’s still filled with all the 2011 hits and classics that used to put us to sleep. It’s music that lets the sun rest softer on our skin, looking out the window as the forever of the world fades. Like youth never thinking about the distance, length, or time lost. When it was new, bumping…
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Late Night Porch Talks
Stars, don’t be scared to linger; this starts and stops with you. So don’t leave, don’t be scared. This is only part of us, long before we bury it. Outlive a moment, and forget. Moon, can you hear me? Do you care to listen? Come here: be still. We’ve got you. There is no need…
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Somewhere, Out There
habitual days and days when nothing is new in the way it once was beneath some warm sun, interstellar more than I will ever know this direction, this path, these places feel aimless in their brevity.it is days like these when it is all infinintely more finite than me. fleeting. And cruel. perhaps I have…
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At Fourteen
Entering high school feels like a distant moment now. But, as if my clock were ticking backwards, I’ve recently been looking back on my life instead of moving forward. Instead all of my energy going towards the person that I could be, I am stuck at the age of fourteen, back when I was confused…
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Raging Now
Thunder and lightning, storm drain surging, could’vefollowed it all the way downunder waves where it’s quiet. Burning, billowing,festering flames. Smoke dying down.So that’s this feeling? Spiraling away,wishing I could have had a different story. Lightning, a flash, then a crack,a spell of dark magic, saying, Let’s keep digging;I want to meet the ground six feet under. …
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LOVE,
If you must ever go, enter my life gently. Transcendant forever. Crossing walls, wishing they weren’t real. Weren’t felt by us. Our friendship. Sometimes I wish I didn’t know. If it wasn’t ours, it could never end; never begin. Beautiful, while fleeting but terrifying while uninsured. Have I graced you as you have me? The…
Hazel J. Hall 