October 2011
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First Impressions
stepping stones
brick and mortar
dormer windows
bells
dundundundun
cathedral nave
circulation desk
leather arm chair
notes in the margins
sunny D
warm hand on my shoulder
resting my head on your arm
the moon glowing over the library steps
ceiling close to my head
too warm comforter
soft silky pillows
standing on my desk paper
rustling
people whispering
chair scrape
vroomvroom...
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Juanita
I have made friends with a homeless woman named Juanita. Her teeth are yellow and look sort of like dominoes. Today she wore a plaid shirt and jeans. I’ve realized that she doesn’t have a computer, or a Facebook, or the ability to google things she might need to know. It makes me wonder what will happen to the homeless as the digital age continues.
But the most important thing about...