Stillborn

 

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I don’t know why it strikes some harder than others, there’s just no rhyme or reason to it. It seems that its intensity is not governed by love or relationship alone because there are many who have loved deeply yet did not experience grief with the same crippling force.  Continue reading

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Lipish

Lipish

Sorry, I don’t speak lipish…you know the act of conveying a message from across a room by moving one’s lips without actually uttering a sound. People do it when they don’t want others to know what they’re saying, unfortunately, I usually have no idea either. Continue reading

No Jello in Heaven Please

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The cityscape rapidly transformed itself as we approached Chicago’s predominantly Polish community. Storefront marquees advertising Polish-specific goods stood out in the bright noonday sun while babushka wearing women scuttled through the entranceways.  I was entertained by a shop owner who looked to be chasing after his own shadow as he swept the sidewalk in front of his establishment. The neighborhood possessed a unique character all of its own.  They were a “salt of the earth” type of people with a strong sense of cultural pride. Continue reading

The Guardian

 

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It made perfect sense to Jake. Who would serve better than the one who illuminated his long dark nights? His guardian angel so to speak, faithfully stationed at his bedside warding off closet hobgoblins and long-legged beasties. With his warm red glow penetrating the night, no spirit dared stir in his light…  Continue reading