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“Easy with that,” she says, pointing a spork at the unmarked, red bottle. He scoffs. Susie smirks. One bite. Two. Three. A glossy brow, glassy eyes, and gaping nostrils spell … Continue reading
It doesn’t make any sense the calendar we all use. Days of the week never sure; names of the months all askew. Three six five split evenly; twenty-eight days … Continue reading
Maia dropped twenty-two candles onto the scale. “You alone lit but one on your candelabra. Why?” “Teacher, you said the caves represent our future and candle weights our fortitude. I … Continue reading
I have posted a few times about my cousin Tracey who is 52 and has boldly put herself out there in various contests against much younger women. You can catch … Continue reading