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Crickets
I cried today when I woke from dreaming of the inside of a hug that felt like warm afternoon sunshine on bare shoulders on the first...
angietonucci
Oct 1, 20221 min read
But I Love
Blood At the first Blow The Impact Unnoticed until Ears ringing The soft Thud of The first droplet Crash-landing on the carpet...
angietonucci
Apr 23, 20191 min read
Self Portrait 2017
I don’t know how to answer the hair color question for my driver’s license because like the rest of me my hair isn’t just one thing it’s...
angietonucci
Nov 27, 20174 min read
They Tingle As They Float Through
We were almost exactly the same age, twins practically, metaphorically. Born fifteen days apart, I came under the sign of the Crab, ruled by the moon and twice as fickle, she was a Lioness of Leo, brazen as the sun. And when I died, a little of her fire went out, I know, because I saw it go. We’d lived our childhoods a few miles apart, never once meeting until adulthood. We’d both spent our summers in the salty Atlantic waves, our winters wishing for snow days that rarely ca
angietonucci
Oct 6, 20173 min read
The House We Build
Let’s build a house of Legos Not those off-brand bricks that don’t quite snap together let’s be rich enough to afford the real ones...
angietonucci
Sep 27, 20173 min read
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