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Isabella’s Ghost

She wore a chignon in her hair pulling it tightly from her face Aragon’s image, caressed by time the walking ghost of Isabella. She moved along with quiet grace each motion filled with dignity usually found in royalty yet easily … Continue reading

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A Boy’s Blush

My street – 13th Avenue at 66th street Brooklyn in the late 1940s  I lived in the buildings on the extreme left with the triangular roof lines above the awnings. The heat baked the  concrete streets of Brooklyn that Summer … Continue reading

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