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Homesick, Evidently

Homesick, Evidently

For my books, please go to Books Eight years ago, I was working and living in Spain, and at some point got really emo about the whole being away from home thing. I wrote this (which I re-posted with some edits) and it’s an honest feeling and reflection of that time. —— All settled in…

Life at Midnight
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Life at Midnight

When the wind is breathless, the raindrops loud, and the trees swing from side to side; midnight The tender whisper of a loved one’s voice over a scary story at bedtime; midnight Through white curtains peek a speck of light, may be from a star, may be the tired street lamps; midnight A kiss feels…