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ICE Age
Will we get through the narrowspast this rushing of wild and wanton whitewaters of cruelty, brutality and a family huddlescrunched against the attackingagents wielding weaponssmashing glass for the security of the homeland miles from yesterdaywe told ourselvesthiscouldneverhappenhere nearly naked men… Continue reading
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Toes in the Water
From the first paragraph, Clarissa let it be known that while I might think I was in control of the narrative, this story was hers, not mine, to tell. So began a new chapter on a cold dark February morning… Continue reading
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Beginnings
Born in Paris, raised in Washington, D.C. by a divorced and working mother, before either was trending, I was, from the start, from away. An outsider. More weed than wallflower. And there were lots to watch. I grew up surrounded… Continue reading