
Essays & Short Fiction
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SHIMMER
A dance, aglow. A shimmer and spark. I always play with my florals before creating a work. I waltz them above my table to acquaint myself with their every tiny...
SHIMMER
A dance, aglow. A shimmer and spark. I always play with my florals before creating a work. I waltz them above my table to acquaint myself with their every tiny...
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IN PIECES
I created this wonderfully chaotic piece after making “Unconditional Love.” Which is one tulip leaning on another, meant to symbolize my daughter and me. (Below) Nothing else is in...
IN PIECES
I created this wonderfully chaotic piece after making “Unconditional Love.” Which is one tulip leaning on another, meant to symbolize my daughter and me. (Below) Nothing else is in...
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A SONG FOR AUTUMN
When I think of autumn, my mind conjures up vivid images of trees bursting with orange and red hues, and the fiery bouquets of flowers lining the tables at...
A SONG FOR AUTUMN
When I think of autumn, my mind conjures up vivid images of trees bursting with orange and red hues, and the fiery bouquets of flowers lining the tables at...
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UNDERGROWTH
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as...
UNDERGROWTH
“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as...