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Aging
Fiction
Landing Light, Carrying Nothing
He struggled heavily between acceptance and terror, until at last the terror went, little by little, like the receding cry of a startled bird.
June 1984
Readers Write
Middle Age
Faint shoots of morning light, a thirty year old nose, a cool Fall October afternoon
February 1984
Readers Write
Parents, Now And Then
A bowl of faded rose petals, a wooden extension ladder, a photograph
June 1983
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