Seek & Ye Shall Find
Still Hot From The Fry Pan
Ut Pictura Poesis
April Morning Ritual Through his forty windowpanes, the apartment building opposite squints and twitches as the sunrise smears each eye with a slow, pink, sticky light. Advertisements
Equalities On Passover, Elijah’s goblet glows red with wine. Miriam’s holds just water. No slight, however. A magic well shadowed her for forty wandering desert years. Even prophecy must quench its thirst.
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