Full Hearts and Leaky Scars

He was relentless.  He sniffed around my “breast". I put that in quotations, because if you have been following along, you know what I really have is just a skin-pocket with a temporary water balloon. “Murph”’ I said with exasperation, “what the hell...stop it. That’s annoying”. Little did I know, Murphy, my 8 month old …

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Clams On The Half Shell And Roller-Skates, Roller-Skates

“Don't Be A Drag, Participate Clams On The Half Shell And Roller-Skates, Roller-Skates” I’m floating across the smooth floor, going round and round in a giant oval. I’m wearing my 'San Francisco Riding Gear' flare-legged jeans, purple spaghetti- strap tank-top, Bubblegum Lip Potion sticky on my lips, my wild red hair in a giant pony …

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