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Write for Your Eyes Only

  I can’t remember a point in my life where I didn’t find comfort in the spaces between the lines of a page. As a young girl, I enjoyed reading. I read so often my eyes would force themselves shut every night, exhausted from the strain of left to right. I remember learning how to […]

The Pink House

  I want to paint an image of my childhood home.  Hoping if I can nail this image, then I’d have a sense of where I’m from.   Images pulled together from old photos and half memories  I want to recreate the home that I once knew, but hesitate out of fear of getting it […]