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There is no such thing as a naked truth. It is shrouded in the gossamer wisps of individual perception; it’s honest beauty a guileless ingenue, costumed for its audience. Truth… Read more »
Tag: Grandmother
She's Gone
I am six years old today. “Put your coloring books away,” says my mother. “Grandma is on her way over.” I do as she says, but can’t help asking, “Why?”… Read more »