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His face was etched with malice. She cringed. Why was he always so angry? He approached slowly, intently. She backed away with equal intent. Too slow. He lunged. ____________________ This post was written in reponse to a prompt by Write … Continue reading
One final breath. Muscles tighten, then release; an earthly presence gone. Another’s breath taken and released: tiny and new. Strong. Alive. ____________________ One final breath. Muscle tightens, then releases; a mother gone. Another’s breath taken and released: tiny and new. … Continue reading
Mother, I’m not bothering to send you this because I know that it wouldn’t do any good. I wish you could see how you have emotionally crippled me to the point of disrepair. I wish that, after 17 years, I … Continue reading