The Gift of Rain
the pitter-patter of long-awaited raindrops. a slow, soft murmuring sort of morning; everything moving slowly. snuggled in my warm bed with sheets desperately needing to be washed. the scent of us,...
View ArticleThe Dance
I was at my friend’s thirteenth birthday party, wearing a brand new UNITS outfit, complete with stockings, matching flats, and as much makeup as Mom allowed (lip gloss and eye shadow). The room was...
View ArticleFirst Date With Erin
Linking up with Jana over at Jana’s Thinking Place for SOC (Stream of Consciousness) Sunday. I’m not doing the prompt today because it has to do with what I majored in and that stresses me out. So you...
View ArticleOut of Time
**I’m too late to link up, but I’m using the prompt from Yeah Write. Since it’s time for a new me & time to stretch myself, I’m shucking my fear & returning to writing.** Tina’s face shines...
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