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Kentucky Conjoined Twins Battling To Eat & Breathe On Their Own After Being Separated

So heartbreaking. Formerly conjoined twins Miracle and Journee Brooks are still fighting for their lives two years after having separation surgery. Their mother Jasmine is trying to stay strong while her precious kids struggle to eat and breathe on their own. 392 more words


Conjoined twins survive gruelling journey to separation

Image copyrightJACKLYN REIERSON, MAFImage caption The family lives in a remote village in western Democratic Republic of Congo, in Africa

Conjoined twins born in a remote village in the Democratic Republic of Congo have survived a 15-hour journey on the back of a motorbike to be separated. 326 more words


Incorporating Historical Figures

Feels like it’s been forever since I’ve talked about the very project that inspired me to start this blog in the first place! I’m going to remedy that now that I’ve been working on Etta & Emmylou. 724 more words

The Preacherman--part 3

Part 1 here

Part of me was curious as to what the “some things” were, but a bigger part didn’t want to go sit in that chair, didn’t want to know “some things”. 2,550 more words

Short Fiction

The formerly conjoined McDonald twins' amazing journey home

Nicole and Christian McDonald entered their boys’ hospital room for a final time.

In a corner room of Blythedale Children’s Hospital in Valhalla, New York, Jadon and Anias had recovered for the past nine months of extensive rehabilitation after the surgery to separate the formerly conjoined twins. 2,025 more words


Being Above

I don’t want to view from above, nor do I want to see my finger as distinct from my hand. (I would like to say “I”.) However, if I were to see my finger as distinct from my hand, I would like to imagine it as alive, crawling around on the floor, doing unexpected things, making the audience laugh. 1,197 more words

Gummy Writing

The Preacherman--part 2

Part 1 here

I didn’t know what I expected, though what came through that door surely weren’t it.

A gal edged sort of sideways through the opening, and it was her. 2,783 more words

Short Fiction