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My feet peek out from beneath fuchsia fleece pajamas with purple polka dots. It froze last night....
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Oct 10, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
My feet peek out from beneath fuchsia fleece pajamas with purple polka dots. It froze last night....
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Sep 17, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
I feel big and thick. I am dough, spongy dough. I careen outside the coloring lines where the...
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Jul 25, 2019 | Parentsing |
Mama Mia, my heart just left my body, headed off to Albuquerque in the person of Hannah, my...
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Jun 20, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
I feel too gentle and it’s driving crazy the part of me that thinks I better be busting ass. I stand in the sunshine on the warm spring day. Untoppled. My legs still soft. I might fall over, but at least I can bend. For once,...
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Jun 13, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
Via email, I read my beloved’s editorial comments on my last blog. Honey, I like this blog...
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