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The Work of Art

My mother is an artist. She paints, acrylic on canvas, at least four days a week in a studio space she rents from the...

More Than We Know

Oh, all of the noise
Shut it out
Be still, child
We can learn what it is
That we lost
When we grew...

Growing Pains

I can remember being in bed when I was a child and feeling an ache in my knees and feet.

My mother walked across the...