Blog Posts: Womanhood
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Fiction: One More Life 16
“A part of him regretted the bread she was taking now, but the part of him Hannah occupied was better.”
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Poetry: Frost
Now glide frail crystals on unseen strands, Tender flakes guided by unseen hands
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Fiction: One More Life 15
Such an innocent gesture, so unassuming. The touch was like lightning, and he knew.
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Poetry: The Caged Man
Caught in their grasp, the only chains I might shatter, Were those on my wrists and they didn’t matter.
