Cruelties - River River Writers Circle
In the August heat, sweat soaked through my blouse, trickled between my breasts and turned the waistband of my blue shorts dark navy. I never climbed to the ridgeline in back of our Pennsylvania farm during the summer – too hot, too many mosquitos. But that day, three weeks before I left home for art … Continue reading "Cruelties"
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