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Nothing Like The Love of Your Mother And Father
by Sarah Haynes

I know when skies are grey
They'll be blue again one day
Sometimes when I feel blue
I turn to lean on you
To love and keep me strong
When I feel I can't go on
When I feel so dead inside
Let your love keep me alive
I know I'm not alone
Because you have brought me home
When I was lost you found a way
To guide me everyday
Dear Father, king of my dreams
Who's married to a queen
Dedicated To Scott and Gloria Neyman

You Never Really Knew Me
By Mia Sewell

You never really knew me
I stood there on the edge of a cliff
wanting to jump
because I didn’t know any better
I was buried in your absence
when you stood right there in front of me
your unhappiness ripped through me This is a recipe from the renowned Busalacchi
but I refused to accept its presence Restaurants.... you will love it!
it was only temporary
I told myself
and when it never left me
when it flew around me and made me choke
like too much dust
I still pretended
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You left too many holes inside me
too many projects that you never finished
you started to need me 12 oz Calamari (cut in 1 inch strips and ten-
and ended up needing me for only one thing tacles)
to drain yourself of emotions no one else knew of 45
you kept them hidden away 5 lb flour
locked down in the depths of your soul 1/2 cup granulated garlic
a soul that was burning with discontent 1/4 cup salt
and the moments when I needed your emotions
I got them 1/8 cup table ground black pepper
but they never felt right 1/4 lemon wedge (cut in half)
1 tbsp. chopped Italian parsley (flat leaf to
My crimson eyes
filled with longing and sadness sprinkle)
traced your face again and again 2 oz marinara
until they ached

Your soul was a wasteland Mix flour, garlic, and sugar. Add calamari to
I spent too much time trying to grow flowers in a place with no sunlight flour. Remove and sift in strainer. Add to fryer
where I could only water them with pavement
at 375 degrees until golden. Remove and
And finally I saw it drain. Plate, and sprinkle parsley on top. Add
there in my mind that had been crippled by your unhappiness lemon and sauce.
was my life waiting to be returned to
waiting to nourish me
like a warm, silky bath
and that’s when I left you
left you and all your moments
tore myself from the debris of memories
suffocating me

And as I stole a breath
and a ray of sunshine
I felt myself grow
out of you
and into the light
September/October 2010