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A hat slightly obscuring your face, lying like a sun-goddess on your clicky bed.  I sat next to you, making daisy chains, playing with my imaginary friends – they were real to me of course.  My sisters were off exploring in the woods, building a camp or dam in the stream.  You wanted me to … Continue reading »

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The Recurring Dream

She arrives looking smart, same age, same hair, same person.  I’m surprised at this.  I thought she’d gone forever.  She’s guarded, distant.  I’m sad.  “Why did you leave us?” “I had to” “But why?” Nothing.  “You can’t come back.  John’s* remarried, he has children.  We don’t need you now, you’ll have nowhere to live. “ … Continue reading »

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