smoothly ripped off of a new piece of the sidewalk
ALIENS
are here to help with 9-11. Which persists.
evil can appear beautiful like Satan in Milton’s “Paradise Lost”
I held on for so long, so long
trusting in God
finally finding Jesus as promised in the gospels
stood outside the Trump Towers in September of ’96 waiting for the cadastral minister and his attache and their wives and my husband who were inside ( I just couldn’t go in. When I was ill in my 20’s, my mother knelt by my bedside and said, “When I make it big I’m going to drive up to the Trump Towers in a big black limousine…”)
We visited my mother and father’s farmhouse home here in PA the next day. My son, 2 years old, was in a playpen. My father played the piano. I didn’t realize that my son was at risk; because he was.
Daisy on the post. Her spirit. All these years. Guarding her country. A noble cat. Me ‘n Ian too.


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