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Issue 006 – September/October 2008
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The breeze, full of knowing, pushes itself through the screen,
Dances over my skin as I lay on top of pummeled bedclothes.
Fan paddles stir the night from raw yolks and fine powder
Until they becomes something thick and delicious, that I can't name.
It clings like a soft dough in the corners of my mind, perfectly spun, yet unseen.
In the dark night, beyond fluttering curtains, the moon drips with stories.
I throw back my head and taste the luscious words on my lips.
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Bio: Ruth Schiffmann has been a stay-at-home mom and homeschooling parent for the
past 20 years. With two daughters now in college, she's finding time to write. Her stories and articles for children, teens,
and adults have been published both in print and online. To read more of her work, visit:
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