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Elsa considered the need to search for a wig, maybe become a blonde, but decided, no, to stick to her natural color, although at this point, it was difficult to

I climbed, or more exactly, drove up the hill. Over the last seven years, developers had transformed Campus Drive from a weed patch leading to Merritt College, into a row

I spent my life married to an assortment of alcoholics, musicians and mental patients who made interesting, but unreliable mates. Clearly, I wasn’t getting younger and like the Fifth Element

In that moment, I knew what to do—sat in front of  my computer exactly twenty-four hours before my flight was scheduled, got ready to enter my booking number, and pressed

When I’m in a Walt Whitman state of mind I want to hug every new mother I see wheeling a sleeping infant in a stroller, a boy on a skateboard

The begonia survived the winter wind Smashing its pot on the porch Bits falling down the stairs like a slinky Heading toward the bottom Picked up by the root ball