December 14, 2008
by sholeh
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She held her breath far longer than she meant to. There was order and a certain sense of peace, but the ground was shaky under her feet. Reaching out did no good…the branches tore at her dress and snagged her … Continue reading
July 16, 2007
by sholeh
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I start writing, literally have paragraphs typed out and a subject line and something twists inside me and I stop. I keep trying to explain my life here, how much I love it, but I have the same words I … Continue reading
November 1, 2004
by sholeh
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In those days past when summer was the overriding season our smiles were open the cynical twists of the mouth didn’t exist. There was no pain behind those eyes. It was the Sobes and the Guccis and the core Chicago … Continue reading