Monthly Archives: August 2013

It must be true

Posted on August 25, 2013 by Mary Beth Frezon

I thought the fortune cookie tucked mysteriously into my basket of fish and chips felt like it had two fortunes. It did.

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The way the day starts

Posted on August 25, 2013 by Mary Beth Frezon

Yep. New Poetry Magazine. And coffee.

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Because…

Posted on August 24, 2013 by Mary Beth Frezon

sometimes you feel like a nut, Sometimes you don’t!

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the morning moon

Posted on August 24, 2013 by Mary Beth Frezon

moon and clouds on blue •
scraped white against morning sky •
all of the same stuff. Continue reading →

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Seen on the way home

Posted on August 23, 2013 by Mary Beth Frezon

…the perfect anthem for a joyful farewell party and a car milestone. Continue reading →

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