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Morning Bluer

My first garden grew on the fire escape outside our apartment in the Bronx. Whatever was green usually grew between the cracks of the pavement.  But every spring, my elementary school

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Unfortunately, it was fatal.

Pear trees at the outer edge of the parking lot bloomed in faux-snow, the way they did every year on the California delta. I grabbed a handful of snacks, poked

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How Much do You Care?

He’d ignored his doctor’s warnings, the diet, the exercise, everything to ease back from a diagnosis of congestive heart failure.  Not exactly come back, as I understood it, there was no

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