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Grandma’s Wedding Cake

Ellie tore the vines and grasses from the chest, opened it and dug deep to the bottom, To pull out a small package, wrapped in a plane leaf, darkly brittle. Black, the cube of hard pudding. Yellow, the icing, leached … Continue reading

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CCC64: The Elders

“What’s that?” “What’s what?” I nodded at the structure. “Them.” “Oh, them. Them’s the Elders.” “What elders?” “The Elders that were here before we came.” “But nothing was here before we came.” “The Elders were here.” I looked at her. … Continue reading

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Too Old

My hair grew grey; I dyed it purple. Yikes, my daughter spluttered, you’re too old for that. No, I’m not. I’m vintage. written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

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