Short stories/Poetry

Madison’s Baby

Whenever he drew near, Madison clutched her baby to her chest. The child was the seed from her womb, but did not come from his loins, so he had no rights to it. It was all hers. He could not understand the love she had for her baby. He did not mourn with her during […]

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Voices of My Sisters

My Number One

I wanted to express how much I love you so I thought carefully about what I wanted to say Because I didn’t want this to read like a Hallmark card or just sound like another cliche. ** I want you to know that I’ve given this some thought and I’m speaking this from my heart, […]

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