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Ivy

I rescued a few branches of ivy from the wall where they had spent the winter playing dead. A warm...
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Starry Night

Not generating your own light doesn’t mean you cannot shine. Some of the brightest objects in the night sky produce...
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Subtraction

Y’s father arrived at the center with Y in tow, chest puffed, wearing the expression of a man who has...
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Back Hug

As my wife was heading out the gate, Merim ran up behind her and wrapped both arms around her.  It...
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Becoming Human

I stepped outside and found a scrape along the corner of my car bumper. Tucked under the windshield wiper was...
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Morozhnoye

On their way home from school, a group of third-grade girls crossed our path and stopped to say hello. It...
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A Vow of Love

Today in class, I sang to the children.  A song called A Vow of Love.  They all propped their chins in...
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Flowers

Softly, even if you can barely hear it. Gently, even if you can barely feel it. Once, twice, three times...
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23 Centimeters

I could never quite understand my wife’s reluctance to put away the dishes after washing them. She is, by nature, goal-oriented— quick to...
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The Reset Button

This winter I passed through something I had never experienced in my life — minus thirty-five degrees. When the heavy...
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Flower 3

I want to be a flower, just once.  Like the ones that endure the long freeze, break through the hardened...
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AI

The age of AI has arrived. With it comes the promise of a better quality of life— and, at the same time,...
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The Garden Bed

With the idea of tending a small garden, I built a raised bed in the side yard last year, as I had...
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The Running Horse

A horse stood in the field, head lowered, grazing, until it sensed me and broke into a run. I had never seen...
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Orchid

It was good to see old friends again. I had known it already, but still— they were, each of them,...
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