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The News

I live for the moment you walk through the door, when each day ends and my newly-married life begins. My husband returns; I belong. Beneath my nose our dinner browns

My Hands

His little wet hand reached up for my finger; he held on tightly. That finger was his lifeline to the world, thread to the large universe of choice. On his

Trade and Tryon

I drive my German-touring car to Uptown.My car spends the day sheltered in an underground garage.I’m dressed in my long, leather coat trimmed in black foxand black kid gloves lined