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The Published Work of JP Reese. Seven Poems from Illinois State Festival Writer Magazine. We Sit Together Friday Evening. Each step defines patterns on the earth below my feet. In a lonely dance of circular footprints that spiral, reverse,. Edge forward, drop back, until the beginning becomes the end. She is aware that I don the cloak of a smile each evening,.

Come and get your loaf! October 31, 2010 by Samantha. Anyway, the other day, she brought in a loaf of bread which was quite good. When she told me it was a no effort at all bread, I scoffed. How could such a thing be possible? I soon found out as the next day she brought in the formula scribbled on an index card. My gorgeous Le Creuset French oven. No kneading, no fussing, and hardly any muss. WTF? Return to Baking Bread. September 9, 2010 by Otter.

English and Hindi poetry and prose, published as well as experimental. Book reviews, essays, translations, my views about the world and world literature, religion, politics economics and India. Sunday, January 18, 2015. Who is not bothered by the fact that BCCI officials are IPL team owners, and run for pr.

Can you hear me? Next to him a young woman, tight blue jeans, tennis shoes with the tongue also rolled down, hair long, in streaks of blonde and black, popping bubble gum, carrying a black trash bag that crinkles as she shuffles from one foot to the next. , throws his head back and laughs.

It has been a long time since I have written a blog post here. It has been way too long that I have examined a feeling of being lost. And perhaps a little scared.