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The Puzzle

In a cabin on a creek unexpectedly alone which is so unfamiliar and as strange as the sound of rain on the roof in this drought. Even the sound of thunder and not just the teasing of the air with … Continue reading

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Sometimes Just the Freedom

Sometimes just the freedom of eating alone in a restaurant and having a drink without the cumbersome duty of looking pretty or being charming is like flying or what I’ve always imagined flying would be.

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My Summer Arts Culmination Pieces

This is for Sharon Doubiago—one of the bravest people I’ve ever met. Disobedience Sister Martha’s robe was too long for her, the bottom always dirty from the dust of the unholy ground she walked. Back and forth between our rows … Continue reading

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