writings and musings.

Digging.
Poetry Clare Zicari Poetry Clare Zicari

Digging.

i have spent the year chipping away at all the little bits of myself and there is always more to find.

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Fate
Poetry Clare Zicari Poetry Clare Zicari

Fate

HAPPINESS! lain on the front stoop the hot cement of the summer morning…

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paper cut.
Shorts Clare Zicari Shorts Clare Zicari

paper cut.

The first thing I learned when I was born was to tough it out. Not to be tough. Just to tough it out. There’s a difference. God, there’s a difference.

The world is unfair, I learned. The world hurts sometimes. The world is, ultimately, forgiving, and eventually all tends to work itself out.

And so we tough it out.

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luck.
Shorts, Gaza Closed Captions Clare Zicari Shorts, Gaza Closed Captions Clare Zicari

luck.

Calico cats are lucky, you know. That’s what some people say, at least. That’s what this one is, I think. This one is lucky, and she’s lent one of her lives to the boy whose lap she’s perched on. She stays even though he can’t hold her while the nurses do their work. She stays even though every fiber of her instinct tells her she should run.

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