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He bought her birds and not just any type: Quail, wicker, and one from Spain. I placed them on top a dresser in her room. She cried.
aliceandmolly
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• Educator, Blogger, Fairy Grandmother
Month: March 2019
+ memoir
“Children should be seen, not heard.” She says it once, her voice stern. I notice the lock of hair that falls loose and softens her face, a strand I want to touch yet dare not. My grandmother’s hands are clasped, hiding her fingers. Fingers that will never touch my cheek or stroke my hair. A cup of tea waits to be sipped. Fortunately for … Read More
+ memoir
“Let me pour my warm yellow light all over you.”
Hello Spring! Yellow cabs, submarines, and daffodils. Freshness, clarity and joy. DIY ikea fabric Dollar Store canvas Stapler
+ heart
She was full of birdsong at sunrise written notes, long conversation a sin and a prayer the scent of cut lemon and crushed rose Seventies rock and shuffling blues With a little bit of save the world And I loved her for all that she thought she wasn’t ~cashmere and cotton
as the sun slipped behind a cloud
and the sky faded to dark she leaned into the porch swing, lit a cigarette, closed her eyes, and whispered his name
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