Bettina Harvey

Missing You

By Giovanna Veiga

“I miss you too,” I say to an empty room. But if I reach, out I can feel the scruff lining his jaw, the dip in his chin, the crease at the tip of his nose, all my favorite parts of him.

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The Bradford Pear Tree

By Giovanna Veiga

I run outside barefoot to see the Bradford pear tree that we planted ten years ago lying across the front yard, ripped apart by the wind.

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Mom

By Sara Shaygan

Every time I call, You answer.

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