Conversations on Color
“Dude, you’re not even black!” Eliza blinked at Hamid and stared at him blankly. Her eyebrows knitted themselves together, and she felt her skin crawl…
Author: Catherine Kennon
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Wriggling Worms in the Autumn Sun
I can’t Breathe. The heat of the sun crawls across my 10-year old skin until I am writhing like a dried up worm, And the…
