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It’s hard work these days – with joints that flare and lungs that clog - to leave the comforts of home, so if you ask me why I’m compelled to push through the pain and hobble about with a camera, the short answer is this... For his invisible attributes, namely, his...
They found the lump in August. By September she was bald. The wall of her chest, I mean. Cut clean from the cancer, but also dismembered from her femininity. And the healing was long and slow. Most of the scars, they still ache, when she thinks of it all. Thinking...
I'm a summertime gal. Bring on the sun, the heat, the sweat. Let me rock on the porch with a glass of iced tea, sporting a pair of shorts and my Tigers T-shirt, inhaling the scent of petunias. Or give me springtime, air heavy with the fragrance of lilacs, pregnant...
Saturday I snapped pictures of the Grand River out the corner windows of our hotel room on the ninth floor. Then my husband donned his black tuxedo with the gray vest. I slipped into a little black dress and rhinestone-sparkle heels. We walked under two-ton crystal...
Grace burrows into the hood of her orange sweatshirt and curls into pink plush...
She’s never been on a date. Looking in the mirror, she tries not to grimace at...
I've officially awakened from my tryptophan coma, which means...
All moments funnel into one, swirl faster in eye-blurring fury and...
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