Writing While Under the Influence of Life
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Jan 12, 2013
Looking down, I see my hands washing lettuce leaves, patting them dry. I remember my Mother's hands doing the same, while saying "I like the crunchy parts best. Don't you?" I would give her all of the crunchy parts if I could.
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