Prose
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Being inside your car is like being in your own separate world. It’s a small, temporary, transitional space. It’s even more intimate that someone’s home. In a car you go to work, school, date nights, and home. You use it to escape, to come back, to leave and to return. It is how we get
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Writing Challenge: Sept 5, 2018 Prompt: Write about the hands of someone you love. She’s always worn several rings, at least she has for as long as I can remember. There was her wedding band: small diamonds set in gold, and her child-rings featuring a gemstone representing each month one of us grandchildren were born.
Bringing Mae Flowers 