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Laure-Anne Bosselaar: The Pallor of Survival

                  I’m lucky: autumn is flawless today,  sidewalks freckled rust and red, and the sun  gentle. I’ll take the back streets to … Continue reading

December 3, 2018 · 5 Comments

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving today.  Soaked with sleet. No sun for six days — six is the Devil’s number. I have looked through this window, at these American skies for 5 times 6 … Continue reading

November 22, 2018 · 4 Comments

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Garage Sale

I sold her bed for a song. A song of yearning like an orphan’s. Or the one knives carve into bread.   But the un-broken bread song too. For the … Continue reading

January 29, 2016 · Leave a comment

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Litost

. And waters went on with their dance of chance and light as the boy drowned into the river. The Czech have a word for what he felt after he … Continue reading

December 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

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