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  Bershanned Wilson is now friends with Nia Markos.

  • November 1, 2018
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  Fran Connor is now friends with Bershanned Wilson.

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  • October 7, 2014
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  Writing up my aim for a reward ; is like tasting victory before it is ever won.

  • February 8, 2014
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  Bershanned Wilson Looking Back in My Eighty-First Year
  
  by Maxine Kumin
  ...  moreLooking Back in My Eighty-First Year
  
  by Maxine Kumin
  
  
  
  How did we get to be old ladies--
  my grandmother's job--when we
  were the long-leggèd girls?
  --Hilma Wolitzer
  
  
  I nstead of marrying the day after graduation,
  in spite of freezing on my father's arm as
  here comes the bride struck up,
  saying, I'm not sure I want to do this,
  
  I should have taken that fellowship
  to the University of Grenoble to examine
  the original manuscript
  of Stendhal's unfinished Lucien Leuwen ,
  
  I, who had never been west of the Mississippi,
  s hould have crossed the ocean
  in third class on the Cunard White Star,
  the war just over, the Second World War
  
  when Kilroy was here, that innocent graffito,
  two eyes and a nose draped over
  a fence line. How could I go?
  Passion had locked us together.
  
  Sixty years my lover,
  he says he would have waited.
  He says he would have sat
  w here the steamship docked
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  • February 8, 2014

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  Bershanned Wilson writing, becomeslikeairtomylungs. Itisthemostextextremevibewhichtravelsthroughmypentowardscreativity.

  • July 18, 2013
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  • July 18, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson There is always something new in the publishing world of literature! I love it! :)

  • February 18, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson Working on old material, before publication can en-light you, on new ideas and take you to brighter places with the material you have written...It is the best way for a writer to feel connected with their creation.

  • February 18, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson A writer who writes well. Is a writer worth having a good audience.

  • February 1, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson → H.L. Pauff: Thank you H.L Pauff for your friends request. I am happy to be connected. I view a bit of your page and followed the link to your website. It is very nice, but I more so enjoyed your  short fiction " Concrete Love". Very visual and direct with t...  moreThank you H.L Pauff for your friends request. I am happy to be connected. I view a bit of your page and followed the link to your website. It is very nice, but I more so enjoyed your  short fiction " Concrete Love". Very visual and direct with the photo! I liked it very much! :)  

  • February 1, 2013

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  Bershanned Wilson is now friends with H.L. Pauff.

  • February 1, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson  “It is raining and it’s pouring there’s nothing to do on this particular day, but sit and wait and be depressed.” Replied Frankie
  “Why are you always so negative? You are you always so impulsive, things could be going well and you always have something ...  more “It is raining and it’s pouring there’s nothing to do on this particular day, but sit and wait and be depressed.” Replied Frankie
  “Why are you always so negative? You are you always so impulsive, things could be going well and you always have something negative to say always it never fails.” Stated Annie
  “capital I have dreams and I would really love to enjoy my life while I have it you honestly don’t understand what I’m saying it’s raining, it’s pouring, I feel lazy, and I want to sleep, I don’t like the weather I don’t like it when it’s raining at a link when it’s pouring and I frankly don’t care if it’s not sunny.”
   
   
  Annie, looked at Frankie her thoughts could not imagine what makes someone feel so irritable about the weather. So maybe some things were true maybe there was a possibility that Frankie had moved swings when the weather change but it really gave him no reason to hate the weather after all it’s not the weather’s fault there is change in fact. It’s no one’s fault Frankie is just Frankie. To...    less

  • January 14, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson Rain drops, fall suddenly.
  Puddles ripple without an earthquake sound.
  He stands, waiting patently.
  Soaked in a trench, ...  moreRain drops, fall suddenly.
  Puddles ripple without an earthquake sound.
  He stands, waiting patently.
  Soaked in a trench,
  Looking like a tramp far at a distance.
  Pasting side to side,
  Still waiting for her.
  An unforgettable touch;
  His shoulders have come to know well.
  A whisper in his ear, sweeter
  Than her kiss.
  The ‘hello’ by surprise needs no words
  For its introduction, as he had pleasantly
  Waited for her expecting her.
  All this time, was suddenly not all this time.
  For her skin was a glowing smooth , fresh surface,
   Perfectly wearing tears of joy.
  Soft hands supported his neck; rolling his curls above,
  As he lean for that kiss.
  Thunder roars, as a warning to escape, the
  Lightening on his way.
  Hands quickly and securely lock,
  Intertwined, as their breath becomes the warmth
   Of their dove like, souls on the short
  Walk home.
  With A Romantic Touch
   
  ©2013 B.M.Wilson
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  • January 14, 2013
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  Bershanned Wilson commented on Patricia Capracotta's article: You're welcome!

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