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Puzzled Life

I like finishing a puzzle.  I usually start with the corners and building the wall on each side. Then, I focus on the obvious portion of the puzzle in the center, like the head of a horse, wings of a … Continue reading

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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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Punch me in the face, over and over.  Let a new face be free of grief; Strangle me, again and again.  Let a new brain be free of dark thoughts; Stab me, over and over.  Let a new body be … Continue reading

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