Giving Way to My Voice

Giving Way to My Voice

‘Daddy, why are you so angry? Why do you have to hit me with a belt? If I promise I won’t do it again, do you have to hit me with the belt?’ ‘Why does mommy lock herself in the bathroom and cry?’ ‘Mommy, what’s wrong?...
It’s Okay if You Hate Me

It’s Okay if You Hate Me

He sat on the floor, his back against the dark wood dresser in his bedroom. His legs drawn up to his chest, his eyes cast down, not that he could see me anyway. He had responded to my voice.   “Daddy, what did you do?”   “Oh Kristi,...
A Sticker Back in Time

A Sticker Back in Time

I lay the sticker on the window sill and I was back in my grandmother’s kitchen. Her kitchen window that looked out upon the back yard amidst the crowded view brought on by vases of dandelions, wishing weeds, and other long since died flowers. Gifts from her...

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