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the relatives

There they are kept in humidors smelling vaguely of lilac,the brown photographs of relatives whose names I’ve long forgotten;Letters from World War One that begin, “Somewhere in France, Dear Mother,”Faces like seed that germinate and within me reap their harvest. … Continue reading

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the ghost

  Bethany’s first encounter with the ghost She wasn’t sure what awakened her, but she could sense a presence in the room. She felt the hair on her neck stand on end as she lay on the couch holding her … Continue reading

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desire

  “So, this happens every night?” Brett Waters stares at me as if I’m insane, and frankly I’m beginning to agree. We’re sitting in the Hart House dining room having lunch and I’m telling him about my dreams. We both … Continue reading

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