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Artist R. Byrum
Everyone asks if I’m ready for
Christmas
and the truth is:
I never am.
My heart is somewhere else.
Waiting
MY ENDURING BONES
Adventures in Creative Writing by A.M. Moscoso
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Artist R. Byrum
Everyone asks if I’m ready for
Christmas
and the truth is:
I never am.
My heart is somewhere else.
Christmas can be a sad time for memories. Ghosts pop up in the mind.
Merry Holidays