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HOPSCOTCHING EMOTIONS 2

I’ve become a servant of solitude. It’s very risky to engage with people as I have loose tear-ducts.  Serving the spontaneity of communicating this chaos with friends and strangers is my basement of strength. 1,860 more words

LIFESTYLE

How I Decided to Write Non-Fiction

Last week I went to see a doctor for a minor surgery. He made the usual small talk that doctors make when they see their patients; he asked me what I do for a living, and after I told him I’m a writer he asked if I write books. 916 more words

Writing

Of Falling Silver and Glass

Late one night while I was emptying my dishwasher, a couple of forks slipped out of my grasp and hit the floor with a loud clang. 322 more words

Abbie Johnson Taylor

The wind has died down to be followed by cold; I had to bring all the potted flowers inside again with a freeze forecast for tonight.

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Photography

Death by GPS

He had been delivered to us by GPS.

“We could go for vespers,” my wife said.

It was late afternoon. We were leaving Murlo, which I have to say was something of a disappointment. 1,221 more words

Essay

Thoughts from the Floor of a Bathroom During a Bat Mitzvah

By Harper Bergquist, TIWP Student

My sister is popular and it really is irritating me because she has 10,000 friends and I have two. Hiding in the bathroom is not the best way to spend a party. 342 more words

Creative Nonfiction