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Sapling

June 7, 2016October 5, 2018 Tiffani Burnett-Velez

You never came even though you had a promise date. I imagined your face a tiny smooth circle of pinkish flesh. You slipped from us, disappeared in ash, when they tossed you on the dewy grass where the roses grow. I left you there for 11 years. But the guilt Read more

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Red Memories

May 26, 2016October 5, 2018 Tiffani Burnett-Velez

Once upon a time, there was Moscow, and she was big, and she was red and she was covered tight, all locked up in her high tower. But she grew tired of this and she blew the tower up and let her hair down, and now everyone drives a BMW. Read more

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Eyelids: A Very Brief Tale of Spies and Madness

May 18, 2016October 5, 2018 Tiffani Burnett-Velez

I live in a neighborhood where horses sometimes wander, and so do drunken old men and well-trimmed hobos dressed in L.L.Bean duck boots. The local township serves out “BEWARE OF GYPSIES!” newsletters at the eve of spring, warning us that “roving bands of strangers looking for work are known to Read more

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The Work of Ghosts

May 17, 2016October 5, 2018 Tiffani Burnett-Velez

The road is bare, except for a few slowly passing cars. It’s high morning when the stale coffee in my hand is warmed by the sun. Down the street, the horses whinny against the weight of their harnesses at the Goodwork Farm. The book I’m reading tells of ghosts and Read more

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