trauma
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We Were Bold, We Were Six

At school we played boldly, unaware how soon innocence would splinter beneath heavier cracks. Continue reading
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The Perfect Daughter: a short story
A mother gloats about how she successfully molded her daughter into the perfect traditional daughter, only to be surprised. Continue reading
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emerging from the grief cocoon and into springtime
On the surface I seem to be getting by all right—I go to work, chitchat with my coworkers, wring my hands at meetings, and get things done. Then I come home, I make supper, I hang out and laugh with my husband and cat, and occasionally hang out with friends. The litter box is still Continue reading
