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He is a porcelain doll writ large, too tall for grace and yet, it is all he possesses in every gesture and every motion. Even the way he eats cake is graceful, when the length of his limbs says it shouldn’t be anything but awkward. He carries the refined features… Continue Reading Portrait #37
He moves through the light and sound of his efficient machine, pulling levers here, pushing buttons there, trusting the process, a business acumen akin to faith. He presents a mystery I don’t care to unravel, but now sitting across from me there is talk, and then there are the words… Continue Reading Portrait #36 – Across the Table
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He is homeless, his address written into the deep lines of his face. We stand face to face over the opening of a trash barrel. I throw away a package wrapping, he digs through looking for scraps to cobble together a meal, or for redeemable cans for change. There are… Continue Reading Portrait #39 – That Which Doesn’t Kill You, Breaks You
She is sweet faced and dimpled, smiling gently at everyone in general, and no one in particular. Kindness spreads from her like angel wings. The glint in her eye is apple pie, and picket fences, and rosy-pink babies dressed in organic cotton. It is hand-knit mittens, woolen socks, and comfortable… Continue Reading Portrait #38 – Sweet, Hold the Sour
A writing meme in November? You might wonder if this is just a happy coincidence since it’s day 4 of NabloPoMo and you’re a l r e a d y banging your head against the desk and asking the writing gods WHY, WHY, WHY. No Internet, this is not a… Continue Reading Wednesday Word Portrait – This is the Part Where I Give Away Magic Secrets, and No, This Post is Not About Werewolves
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