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I think my “work”, the little bit there is, revolves around my belief that there is not a right and wrong. We are all just attempting to figure everything out and we never really do. But, we can write and create to mitigate the overwhelming truth of that. My writing is selfish–attempting to solve problems…
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A love letter to my female friends, Your songs land in my inbox at the precise moment I need them. You run your fingers through my hair with the care of a mother and let me lay in your bed when I get lonely. Voraciously, you devour my worries and rock me back to reality.…
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A Short Story published in West 10th Creative Writing Journal. Mama always warned me about boys who were sweet enuf to make ya teeth fall out. Guy was never all that sweet. Just real finnicky. But I wanted to lick his face the way golden retrievers maul little kids, overpowerin’ him until all that’s left…
Ellen Corry 