Articles written by: osori

Empty Vessel

Empty Vessel

The bedroom is a refuge, its walls boasting photographs of a young life as it unfolded. Little league, first communion, high school prom. A SWAT team had violated its sanctuary immediately after the shooting, looking for something to validate the […]

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Resting Place

Resting Place

Three figures repose in the fallow soil, holding hands, gazing skyward, two small figures flanking a larger one. The mother’s arm raises to point at a cloud above, the twins heads moving to follow. The cloud is majestic as it […]

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Au Revoir

Au Revoir

The Property Clerk Office attendant upends a manila envelope, spilling its contents onto a table and then stepping back. As beads of sweat appear on his forehead he begins to tap the envelope against his leg, in rhythm with an […]

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God First !

God First !

PLEASE COME OUT AND JOIN THE 3RD ANNUAL FESTIVITIES HONORING MR. GUY JARREAU JR. GUY JR.’s CHRISTMAS GIVEAWAY BASH DECEMBER 11TH 2013 ADDITIONAL ACTIVITIES INCLUDE FEEDING OF THE HOMELESS AND BLANKET BLANKET DAY FOR THE HOMELESS. CHRISTMAS GIVEAWAY BASH DRAWING […]

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The Rosary

The Rosary

“Santa María Madre de Dios, ruega por nosotros los pecadores, ahora y en la hora de nuestra muerte. Amén”. The Mother suddenly looks around, eyes searching, pain etched deeply into her face. A stranger looks back at her with pity […]

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Priceless

Priceless

The mother clutches a worn wallet-size photograph with both thumbs and index fingers, looking down as if reading a tiny magazine. A crooked grin briefly graces her face, tarries a bit and then vanishes. Her thumb brushes away a lone […]

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Happy Fathers Day Jose De La Trinidad

Happy Fathers Day Jose De La Trinidad

Not every father will carry his daughters Disney Princess bag. Not every father walks his little girls to school, attends their school events and gives his heart to them. Jose De La Trinidad did all these things and more. His […]

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The Requiem

The Requiem

A blue butterfly had alit upon the hallowed ground, its wings moving up and down as if a tiny engine idled within. It was unusual to see one in that part of San Francisco during the winter, and her friend […]

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father, final act scenes 1 and 2

father, final act scenes 1 and 2

The stray cat gingerly high-stepped thru the snow, its destination the park bench across the frozen pond. Skittish, the animal advanced then withdrew, each foray bringing it closer to the man seated there. At last it slid under the bench […]

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poem for a mom who celebrated Christmas with courage and grace beyond my comprehension

  it was the son’s idea a verse from Hughes his own thoughts, more eloquently expressed a piece of himself left on a kitchen table for you, mom words of adoration she stores in a drawer at first a keepsake, […]

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