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Alise Versella

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Light Up Your Grieving Heart.

We are walking hand in hand, my little legs pumping to keep up with his. “How fast can you go? Show me how fast we can go.” He liked to walk fast; New Yorkers walk fast, they just do. I am counting cracks in the sidewalk and hopping over them just like the rhyme says to do. We make a right, and  ...

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A Love Letter to India.

I am not Indian nor have I ever been to India. Perhaps one day I’ll get a chance to visit you. In the meantime, I find your culture to be the most beautiful, colorful, vibrant, and intricate. Your marigolds, those solar flares of orange and gold, decorating alters and market stands, made into  ...

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For S.L.V.

We were sitting at the corner of miserable, the streetlight flickering on and off like a soon to be dying firefly We sat cross-legged — Indian style, meditating on our raucous thoughts twisting like television chords The old black-and-white kind with alien-tinfoil antennas The picture in our  ...

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Persephone Searching.

I entered through the labyrinth, searching for the center part. The stalagmites glowed fluorescent, in the deepening dark. There were claw marks on the walls juxtaposed to crude art. My fingers caressed the etchings, like somehow these walls could speak. The secrets of the ones before me,  ...

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