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There’s a girl who I frequently see on my street. Each morning for the past week or so, I watch from the living room window of my lower east side home as she passes by. It’s usually at the same time and she is always dressed neatly; a valid assumption tha...

The day I said goodbye to the man I once thought I could not live without The silver Georgia sky was dense With murky pregnant clouds And the fresh scent of an emergent rain Infused the air all around We sat only inches apart on the wrap-around porch Of t...