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… At night, my wife and I sit on the couch, enchanted by the improvisations of a jazz guitar. I rest my head on her chest and listen to the flutter of her heart. I breathe in the kindness of nostalgia and exhale a cleansing breath, a calm acceptance of loss.
Theodore McDowell
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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A lovely intimacy
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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