Category Archives: Writing 201

The Ugly Gown

I am a hideous monster, dragging my feet, back and forth, in the recovery room. With the weight of the heart-monitoring device in the upper left pocket, the hospital gown is sliding off my left shoulder and leaves my breast … Continue reading

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Tomorrow

He slowly walked towards the service table, sat on the edge of the chair, grabbed a pencil, and waited. Then, he In his shaking hands, he wrote:  Lord, baby Kevin is in your hands. Then, he folded the note once and … Continue reading

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