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Karen Devaney's Writings

Poem
Aug.25.2009
      VISIONS OF VENICE  We trudged along a  mélange of people skinny elbows nested with women boasting breasts everyone exhaling garlic and gum. The bulbous rump of the pretty girl behind me couched my lower back like a cradle to and fro. A six foot something bald man with a wrinkleless face white knuckled the silver rail above, my forehead. Buried in his sweat...
Short Story
Aug.19.2009
                                                             THE LITTLE BLACKBERRY BUSH WHO                                  SAVED E STREET      “ I think yellow hats are dumb,” shouts Gertrude crossing the street to get into her car.       “I think blue hats look ridiculous,” retorts Melinda who was coming in from getting her paper.           “Both of you...
Short Story
Aug.14.2009
KarenDevaney                  A Candle for Suki A Child's Struggle with Cancer                                                                                                           I don’t remember when the doctor told me I had to go to the hospital.  I do remember being excited about buying new pajamas and riding my bike down the best hill in town.   School...
Article
Aug.14.2009
Karen Devaney                                                                                                                                                                                                       A STUFFLESS YEAR                Last year, I moved…again, and theoretically leaving a tiny one-bedroom apartment for a three-bedroom house should be...