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Negative mother & me

Scales fall from my eyes, transforming mere concept into lived reality. What I have long seen through a glass darkly, I glimpse face to face.

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Deep dark down

I’m digging deep dark down. Mining for gold…for something to write. Somewhere a geyser of words awaits, somewhere Vesuvian vitality pulses.

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Beyond brain

Friends talk about their brains, relieved to learn the acclaimed organ accommodates change–even in older age.

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