She has no problem
sleeping beneath flashing neon
Open…Open…Open
But starlight worries her
“They know,” she says.
“They know.”
*I wasn’t feeling well yesterday, so no Day 3. Also, the above isn’t inspired by the official prompt. Today’s prompt seems to speak to the more clever writers out there. I’m not terribly clever.
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
Administrative Consulting
Thoughts on parenting, teaching, and faith.
adoption, foster care, and autism
TBI S-O-S! Restoring a Sense-Of-Self after Brain Injury and Concussion
The Blessings of Being a Woman of God
Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature.
My Site. That looks like a Blog, but it's a site to organize the content. Also a central portal for my stuff and contact information.
Experiencing God on the Journey with Special Needs
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Adventures of a socially-inept Aspie girl
an independent, international literary magazine
Living on the Edge of the Sagebrush Ocean
Official Author site for Laurie McDaniel
simply
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