Charlotte She splashes thoughts onto notebook pages with an old Bic. Kitchen table strewn with cheap chocolates and meals from St. Vincent’s. On her old bed sheets, rolling paper and tufts of tobacco with exaggerated Brave on the bag. Arms scarred by a childhood disease that taught loneliness. The matriarch of two generations. She wanders […]
Marisela Brazfield
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You’re an amazing writer/poet, Marisela! Thanks again for participating in The Short of It! ❤
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Thank you Susi and thank you for providing a platform to us all. ♡
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You’re very welcome! 🙂
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