Tag: survivors
member name: Patricia F.
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May 20, 2008 10:24 PM EDT --
I park my car and rummage in my purse for my cell phone. "Why the hell don't I ever put anything BACK where it belongs ?" I sputter. "And how many friggin' receipts and dead lottery . . .
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June 24, 2008 03:43 PM EDT --
Your Mom makes you scrambled eggs
And toast with strawberry jam,
And feeds it to you in little bites,
While she tells you how high the tomato plants are,
And . . .
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June 24, 2008 02:08 PM EDT --
Pam's voice sounds far away and thin, like she can't quite get the breath to form the words.
"There's no easy way to say this. It's Kenny. He has cancer. . . .
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February 23, 2009 09:24 PM EST --
She sat on a stump at that busy intersection,
Her toes crammed in to too pointy shoes,
Her feet poised balancing the heft of her calves.
Not pretty.
Cars whizzed by too fast to notice . . .
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