Wednesday, July 17, 2024
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The Blue Woman
I am the blue woman, crying into the color, seeking the light within. This painting was made by my beloved Christina many years ago. She ...
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I am the introvert hostess hiding inside her bathroom. G uests arrive to my writings on the wall, to platters of awkward tension and to ...
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She held a box of crackers and a couple of other things in her hands, which I cannot remember now. And as her three items went beep, beep...
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The word loses its meaning once repeated across this page a s every job I have ever had has lost its meaning once repea...
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