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Life at the Burrow

My name is Gabrielle. I hail from Philly. I write.
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Vile

“After great pain, a formal feeling comes –The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs –“Emily Dickinson It has been quite a long few months since my last book excerpt share. It’s still new and a bit emotional each time, noContinue reading “Vile”

Stacks

i am afraid. the mind holds images like fresh paint on thick canvas; colors fade through the years but the pattern constantly remains and i am afraid. memories build in stacks, car doors open to bitter air and inContinue reading “Stacks”

Work it

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.“ Robert Frost I come with a lot of flaws, it’s true. So much so, that I am usually pointing out even the most minuteContinue reading “Work it”

whispers

tonight i whispered goodbye on the wind; it danced across the keys of an untuned piano, and carried through an opening door, and slivered through a black, lace shawl, and whistled through the leaves of the tallest tree, andContinue reading “whispers”

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