glimpses shared by our authors
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I am 30 and I still don't have a strong handle on how I feel about my father. Do I love him? Do I hate him? Am I indifferent? Can ... read more -
When I would look back on the memory I just assumed he was drunk, but now after writing the previous paragraph I'd have to say there is a good chance ... read more -
Samuel turns around when I tell him to, me pretendin' it's cause it'll help his wounds. Really, I just wanna see the man who was in my dreams. He turns ... read more -
The sun penetrated the windows, sending a splash of multicolored light across my bare shoulder. I lazily traced figure eights on his collar bone, watching the disruption of the dappled ... read more -
I love the beach. I love the feel of the sand running across my bare feet. I love the ocean's cool embrace as I step into its shallow waters. I ... read more -
For each step we made that lovely night underneath the stars, a second was saved in memory. For every twirl, every pose, every smile even--they were all stored away for ... read more -
Thanksgiving Each day I wake up and am thankful to be alive. Today is a new day. I'm thankful to have the person sleeping next to me that cares that ... read more -
I'm just tired. So very tired. I did the anger thing, did the sad thing, the happy thing, and then bounced between them for nearly two months. Now I'm just ... read more -
After a series of events with whom I now consider a close friend, the mere idea of a relationship seems to shake me to my core. I had tried to ... read more -
Monolouge 2: Being Is Hard Setting: Just a younger girl speaking. She seems wise for her age, but she is purely innocent. Age 6-10 CHARACTER: Being brave is hard. I ... read more
