the past

Leanna Glenn Markham
No Holding On, No Holding Back
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But we cannot force them into the present. Instead, they also mingle with the waters...
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red sky at morning
What Do I Feel?
I’m going to try to say the three words and I’m going to fail. I...
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“Soul Melodies” Fiction. Based on a True Longing.
They seep into the marrow where seeds of love, of longing and deepest sorrow germinate...
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“Forward, Back, Up and Out” Fiction. Based on a True Anxiety.
So I grab the stem and yank that nasty thing. My best strength yields a...
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“Surprising Metamorphosis” Fiction. Based on a True Unfolding.
Now I’m wondering whether a year of dormancy in a Covid chrysalis was perhaps a...
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“Looking Down, Looking Back.” Fiction. Based on a True Perspective.
...I could withstand the occasional avalanche. I learned the boulders wouldn’t crush me, didn’t mean...
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