The Desk By Sara J. Sutler-Cohen
My room was the base of operations for Dad’s drug dealing enterprise, a career he must have selected—I imagine in hindsight—to sustain his life as a musician
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Adverse Childhood Experiences
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Stirred By Michele Gutierrez
My mother took the greatest care of her porcelain Virgin Mary. She was two feet tall, dressed in white from head to toe, and as my mother claimed, cried when no...
Night Scavengers By Samuel Autman
The house had other guests too. They were invisible in daylight...