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My Aging Body Peter A Witt

My Aging Body

May 21, 2025

My Aging Body My aging body softened like fruit left in the sun, not spoiled, but sweetened, skin like parchment folded by time’s quiet hand...

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Pushing Them Through Peter A Witt

Pushing Them Through

March 01, 2025

Pushing Them Through Sidewalks can't stop the growing grass, which occupied the dirt before workers in overalls and hard hats, armed wit...

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Concho Green Peter A Witt

Concho Green

February 16, 2025

Concho Green It's that lazy time of year along the Concho, winding gently through the verdant pastures, flotilla of leaves drifting with...

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Living Like a Bluebird Peter A Witt

Living Like a Bluebird

January 16, 2025

Living Like a Bluebird Bluebird in his azure plumage sits on a naked garden branch twittering his lilting melody, then vanishes like a wisp ...

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A Tale of Woeful Neglect Peter A Witt

A Tale of Woeful Neglect

August 08, 2024

A Tale of Woeful Neglect Alarm went off at 6:15 a.m. like a siren howling for attention, startling the man as he twisted his body, feet on t...

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Pushing Lonely Out the Door Peter A Witt

Pushing Lonely Out the Door

July 30, 2024

Pushing Lonely Out the Door I'm as lonely as the last leaf of autumn, cold as an ice cube floating in a stiff scotch and water, tired as...

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Bygone Days Peter A Witt

Bygone Days

July 19, 2024

Bygone Days His day job was dragging sticks along chain link fences like a workman committed to drudgery, each pass undertaken with an eye t...

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Note to My Wife Peter A Witt

Note to My Wife

February 12, 2024

Note to My Wife In the pitch black I see nothing, but the touch of your skin is sufficient, as is the smell of your bath soap, and the softn...

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To Be Sad Peter A Witt

To Be Sad

January 10, 2024

To Be Sad  To be sad is to understand the universe, the known and unknown, to be sad is to accept the impossibility of knowing all or even a...

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Reflections on a Painting of a Woman and a Dog Peter A Witt

Reflections on a Painting of a Woman and a Dog

January 03, 2024

Reflections on a Painting of a Woman and a Dog I watch you sleep, the calm overwhelming, the early light on your shoulders enticing, old dog...

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Deadhead the Roses Peter A Witt

Deadhead the Roses

October 29, 2023

Deadhead the Roses My wife said, deadhead the roses, I ignored her and the rose bush sank into a mid-summer funk of shabbiness and colorless...

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We All Grow Up, Maybe Peter A Witt

We All Grow Up, Maybe

October 21, 2023

We All Grow Up, Maybe I once was a badly dressed teen, if you're below 20 you'll know what I mean, never tucked in my shirt, asked w...

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Fallen Leaf Peter A Witt

Fallen Leaf

October 13, 2023

Fallen Leaf On my walk today I bent to pick up a leaf, still golden, with patterned veins that spoke to me of its spring birth, the joy of a...

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