Wings Clipped
Chris Bodor Florida, USA During the Summer of 1985 the beach began to beckon but instead I got my wings clipped. In one hand I held a high school diploma […]
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Descend
Chris Bodor Florida, USA December descends while November disappears into the horizon Weather worn scarecrows know about the migration of snowbirds. The hands of the clocks tumble down the dark […]
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Embrace Every Day
Chris Bodor Florida, USA The morning coffee that you crave is now knocked over Wasted. Never tasted Soaked into the carpet of your car. The unused umbrella that you carried […]
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File Cabinet Full of Sins
Chris Bodor Florida, USA At the Good Friday service members of the parish wrote their sins on paper and one after another they nailed their confessions to the wooden cross […]