Call Me Marina

When I was a little girl, I would pretend I was a mermaid. In the bathtub, in the pool, in the ocean. I would swim with my arms, and would body roll my way through the water.

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The Story About My First Scar

I must have been somewhere between the ages of seven and nine when I got my first scar. It is barely noticeable anymore, but I sometimes find myself staring at it. Do you ever just stare at your imperfections long enough until it blends in with the rest of your body, and then you’re reminded that it is essentially a part of you? Not just as a part of your body, but a part of who you are?

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Thinking Of You

After five years, he just happened to be walking down her street. He had been on the move for hours, just trying to catch some air. He hasn’t felt this way since they were in grad school together, young and in love. His goal wasn’t to see her, but here he was, across the street from the black […]

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Hold On, Okay?

Allie used to be a hyperactive child, and her parents didn’t know how to deal with it. Dad would go to his office, and leave his wife to deal with the “colicky” child. Her mother, Nora, would sit her down on the couch, and tell her to take a moment and breathe. And like the good daughter she was, Allie would listen for as long as she could.

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