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She took the call when she recognized the number from 40 years of memory. It happened again. Stacy added the tears to a bucket of blackberries from seven years old until after she sent the email to her boss asking … Continue reading
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I returned from home to a place that wasn’t. This contagion of constantly having to leave, to wander aimlessly is a family thing. I learned it from studying the genealogy. I think this is an inherited trait from the maternal … Continue reading
Mark I When I met Bern she had her hands jammed deep into the pockets of her overalls. They were a size too big, and she had her head down, her brunette bangs and thick eyeglasses hiding her eyes, nervously … Continue reading
I. When Jennifer bent to her left to catch the falling leaf, her wool navy plaid skirt touched the ground, black Madden flats sliding on the wet sidewalk blanketed with autumn’s glory. The first freeze of the season had yet … Continue reading