By Ruth Crossman / August 6, 2019 / 2 Comments

“Her tongue hasn’t always been this way. She’s pretty sure it was round and pink and human-like when she was born. It’s taken a steady diet of coffee and swear words to get her to this point, but now it’s unavoidable.”

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The Maid’s Dream

By Peg Alford Pursell / February 9, 2011 / 0 Comments

When waking life seems like an unreal simulacra, and drudgery the only wearying reality, our dreams may escape into us. Part of the dream/life triptych.

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