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Hina Kai

Dawn has barely broken on this Sunday morning, and she walks around the perimeter of the property, finding flowers for

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Batkid

This time of year, I usually send out the same story about a little girl in a puffy pink jacket,

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The Chicken and The Hawk

We sat outside on the patio furniture, sun-drunk in the calm before the Thanksgiving storm.  My Labrador was sprawled out

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After The Fire

The morning after the fire, I clear away the outdoor chairs and tables and barbeque and whatever else doesn’t belong

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Are you? Am I?

I didn’t even know the show was happening, not until a few days ago, when my friend told me he

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When I Was 11

I’d almost eclipsed my Pitfall high score on the Intellivision when my mom yelled up the stairs. We were leaving early for

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