Poetry by Monique Duvall

Despite her husbands objections, she gave a brief demonstration of her flying technique to the other ladies at the dinner party.  #6

Once upon a time, a girl prayed for true love. Her prayers were answered. She learned to love herself.  #30

“Most of my life,” she says, “I’ve been in search of IT. And I thought that IT came inside a big box with a bow on top carefully marked and labeled and numbered. I brushed away all the ‘incidental’ discoveries like cobwebs. But now everything counts. Now I search for traces of miracles…and I find them everywhere.”  #172