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Iain S. Thomas

That’s what it feels like when you touch me. Like millions of tiny universes being born and then dying in the space between your finger and my skin. Sometimes I forget. — Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You . (Central Avenue Publishing December 1, 2011)

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Jacques Coetzee

And if now by the flashlight of the mind I was to look for you, conjure you as I have come to know you, you would split into a thousand points of memory, disjointed bits unable to cohere. But if I sweep these aside and wait in the rich, silent dark, and listen, forgetting what… Continue reading Jacques Coetzee

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Barbara Grenfell Fairhead

What I remember of the day: soft rain; and the touch of our fingertips’ shy coupling… and the sweet intimacy of our pilgrimage over broken ground and the way you listened with your body leaning into my voice and hearing so deeply far deeper than words the tender heart-beat of unspoken things. — Barbara Grenfell… Continue reading Barbara Grenfell Fairhead

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B. G. Bowers

Sometimes you have to cross the boundaries of Death in order to discover the meaning of Life. ― B. G. Bowers, Death and Life. (PaperFields Press; Revised edition, December 21, 2014)

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