Dec 5
Posted by Renee.

The Goodbye that was never said

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My sister- in- law’s eyes gave away the secret before she began to step back behind my brother’s broad shoulders. “Renee, mama’s gone…..” , he uttered as he watched my body involuntarily heave over. It was not entirely unexpected. Mama had been hospitalized once again for heart failure and all I could do was think about the smile that she had on her face when I last visited her. I could see her outstretched hands reaching …

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Dec 5
Posted by Renee.

P. S. I Love You

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The success of his plan would surprise Gerry himself, as it seems that it led Holly to someone who loved him too.

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Dec 5
Posted by Renee.

Sweeney Todd

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At some point, the murders started to resemble a scene out of I love Lucy where the chocolates were veering down the conveyor belt….mustn’t let one get away! Then it became a morbid comedy where killing is done for the sake of killing as long as the victim was a member of high society and filthy rich …..which may not be particularly offensive to some….. However, I was curious as to why no one in the town missed those high falutin’ human meat pies or why Sweeney didn’t immediately go to claim his daughter when he realized her fate?

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Dec 5
Posted by Renee.

A poem of stark indifference for the man I love

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I first loved you as a girl who told herself that your luscious lips, though surely carved by God himself, would never dare touch mine.
The ripples from your well chisled chest made no grand impression on me even as I pictured it pressed gently against mine in a loving embrace.
I scoffed at the idea when you said that one of these days you’d ‘catch’ me, even though your muscular thighs could make Adonis question his masculinity.
I never even noticed how …

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Dec 3
Posted by Renee.

The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro

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I can imagine the boulders being molten hot still as my tired, worn feet walk along them. I stop to drink from my hydration pack to cool my now thickened and parched tongue. Yet, at the same time, I feel victorious knowing that I have less than 5,000 feet to go before setting my eyes on Uhuru Peak.

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Dec 1
Posted by Renee.

A psalm for my soldier

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We didn’t talk about the almost month of Sundays when we would be separated by an ocean or two, instead we talked about what we’d do the moment our eyes caressed one another again.

We marveled about how we’d sit down and discuss the ‘must-haves’ for the new house that would accommodate the things a sentimental fool like me couldn’t bear to part with.

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