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Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt | Reticent Writer
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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt. Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt. May 28, 2013. 8220;The guilt was too much to bear.”. Even Laura’s suicide note was a cliché. Mom found Laura at the bottom of the swimming pool, her body weighted down with rocks in her pockets like she was fucking Virginia Woolf, and not just your average, everyday junkie. What,. Years of putting up with Laura’s crap and this was all she could say? 8220;Get up.”. Mom sighed....
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Indie Ink – Kelly Garriott Waite. Still Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams. The Red Dress Club:. May 14, 2012. Millie sat on the back porch unzipping pods and thumbing the peas inside into the metal pot she held between her feet. She smiled: The peas made a satisfying thunk in the bottom of the pot. Afternoon, Miss Millie. Etta Mae stood on her own porch, a wicker basket of laundry held against her hip. Hot enough for you? I don’t got to shell no peas, do I? Etta Mae shook her head; reached in...
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Scriptic – Kelly Garriott Waite. Still Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams. The Red Dress Club:. June 28, 2013. Agnes rubbed at her swollen left wrist and closed her eyes, as if to shutter out the throbbing. 8220;What’s wrong, Grandma? 8221; A wide-eyed boy, no more than seven, stood before her, his tiny hands resting on the worn blue arm of the chair in which his grandmother sat. 8220;Fetch me my heating pad, David. I got a pain birthing in my wrist.”. 8220;Not too hot, child.”. 8220;Oh, David...
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