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Pink Wine
To know my family is to come to a Christmas party, and no one ever did it the way my Grandma Roe did. The house would be decorated as if Santa and his elves set up shop there, with an abundance of nutcrackers of various origins, bells, dolls, wreaths, and garlands. Stockings with all grandchildren…
Excerpt From My Upcoming Memoir “Learning To Live”
By the time I was four, the paralysis had waned entirely, but the feeling of being whole was gone. Mentally my leg missed a mid-section, consisting only of a cap and foot that would tease complete sense with a twitch. This foot of mine was an avid fan of Debussy and Mozart and preferred to…
Two-Faced Beauty Short Story
I awake, my eyes fluttering like a stop-motion figurine. I bring my hands in closer, only to find that they have been dipped in the sunset. The black leather cap muffles my brain, doing what it can to keep the throbbing down. Without question, my hands spring into action, as if they were helping an…
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