The Timid Poet

poetry and more from Kenneth W Arthur

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grief

grief A sense of loss seeped into life’s cracks unnoticed at first as her illness stalked her body. A cough, shortness of breath, unnoticed at first. She would feel better and then a cough, shortness of breath lingered longer until… Continue Reading →

January 29, 2025 0

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