Lucinda J Kinsinger

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Not Objects Exactly

Words are not objects exactly, but people perhaps. Children, reflections of me. Laugh, skip, sing, jump, joy pour word on word then mist through wild entwining rivers rushing and roaring through acres of time. Words are not objects exactly. Pluck words from the air twirl on a finger, arrange on a page. Hard fast hard

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Every 15 Pictures

“What should I blog about?” I asked my siblings. They gave me various suggestions. “Yeah, maybe,” I said. “Sometime. That’s a good idea.” “Do random photos from your phone,” Elizabeth said. “Post every 15th photo.” “Really? But what if I get really terrible ones?” “That’s the fun of it.” And so here they are, the

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The Hut

The old van has been parked up in our woods for years. This spring, when I was feeling hemmed in by too many people, too many events, and no time to write, Mom came up with the brainy idea of making me a writing cabin. She and Dad tore out the seats and the carpet,

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