Anita Lorraine Moore
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He did not come in through the bathroom window, but I saw him through the kitchen. The wind carried him over like a green leaf falling before turning red and ripe. I fell. Like mad. Then I arose, with the vapors of reality.
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Well folks, it’s the last day of the year. What a year it has been. I’ve been pondering what kind of resolutions I might choose for 2017. One of them is definitely finishing my Master’s degree. I have to take a speaking/oral assessment exam and pass in order to get my official degree. I’ve defended…
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11-15-16 9:41pm Gettysburg Hotel, Room 401. Wow, just in the last hour I have gone from mood to mood from despair to curiosity to contemplative to glad to peacefulness to questioning to disgust to pain and to feeling sorrow. I held the partial hand of a man confined to a wheelchair in the elevator. His…
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Today is November the 6th and I’m having one of those mornings where I feel like I should have accomplished a lot already, but really, my inside voice is just being a bitch. I’ve woken up early, fed the animals, made and eaten breakfast, read a chapter of my book (Their Eyes Were Watching God…
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Anita my love, put a smile on that face. Your moon is handsome and frilly all the day long and so very shimmery in the night. As the stars begin to weep for the strength of your heart, you will play the chords of all of their hearts and make tears flow from their eyes.…
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Email: Good Grief Girl, hope you take a vitamin supplement array…sounds like you and your boyfriend live life on your own terms…as we all should. Sam Ervin the fourth, or something like that—and Tillis I look forward to a possible January reunion… Let’s keep in touch, we seem to be “well met…” Sincerely, J…
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