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Photo by Anton Ahlberg on Unsplash by Pamela Painter It is time to tell my husband that I am leaving him. Perched beside him
Photo by Anton Ahlberg on Unsplash by Pamela Painter It is time to tell my husband that I am leaving him. Perched beside him
Photo by Nhu Tran: pexels.com by Pamela Painter You hear it, the damn car perhaps sensing it’s your getaway vehicle
Photo by Wojtek Pacześ: pexels.com by Pamela Painter Says “I hate hate hate him.” Says “he cals me names and
Photo by Antoine J. on Unsplash by Katie Coleman Nineteen-year-old Olivia steals knowledge from sandstone libraries and sneers at engineering students wearing starched
Photo by Christian Lucas on Unsplash by Lisa Thornton Say you had gone to him, that boy across the street from the house
Photo by K. Mitch Hodge on Unsplash by Mikki Aronoff Your husband’s in a fury—face flaming, offspring missing; he knows you’ve sent them
Courtesy of freepix.com by Cath Barton I give out the papers, carefully cut into accurate squares, and when I clap
Photo by Jacob Rank on Unsplash by Gary Fincke He asks his friend why he needs, after lunch, to fight Darryl K, the
Photo by Kay Enn on Unsplash by Gary Fincke Once, discovering a crying child, a man knelt to ask that girl the lost-questions–her
Photo by Vishal Yadav on Unsplash by Gary Fincke One son, eleven, had been fascinated by the intricacy of knots; the other, twelve,
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