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  Red In The Morning I had my outing that day after all. The morning sky streaked red. We’ll see my mother warned.   My scarlet ‘Jumping Jodies’  stayed in their box. Daisy patterned, soles as pale as sponge cake. … Continue reading →

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          Suburbia Outside, the lightning was swift; a sudden rain against my skin, blurring your features into a single gash. The grey weeds that spread and withered the yard where you buried your black thoughts have … Continue reading →