What to say of a patient who ignores his doctor, his habits still driving him? His growing illness is the fruit of recalcitrance or being…
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Leave a CommentApril dawned touching tall curving glass of green tea, freshly brewed. The meeting of green tea and body’s water began to brew sounds, sights, images…
Leave a CommentFrom the straw hut in the Indian village came the wailing and shouting again, his mother looking on, empathetic, exhausted, his father, angry, shaking the…
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Leave a CommentAnonymous One, “Every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.” Whitman’s stroke of art resonates – and reaches the heart. Yet in the…
Leave a CommentSoftly submerged is Cote-des-Neiges street in the strangeness of new shops, delight of couples, in accordion-twilight, and in absence of stores where we used to…
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