Author Archives: Sarah Cosgrove

About Sarah Cosgrove

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losing you

The lump in my throat turns into teardrops that slowly stream down my cheek to my chin, spilling onto my silk shirt. A permanent mark of your imminent departure Advertisements

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Me

My body My brain My uterus My vagina My choice My words My way My art

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Christmas Day 1966

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Circus Lounge

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When leaving turns into lovingĀ 

My Dad moved out of our home when I was 12. I remember the day he left like it was yesterday: the red cap on his head, a recent Christmas gift from my sister Maria; the sound of the heavy … Continue reading

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ordinary day

I say the Serenity Prayer every day. It is mostly a result of having to say it aloud every morning, prior to Father Bernard’s chemistry class at Saint Bede Academy in 1974. And, that is a long time ago! This … Continue reading

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Another cocktail?

Drunk hand against the cold Pane of glass Falling Face forward into traffic

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