Rowena

How do you see this picture? Pretty or Messy?

He stood by the front door of his house watching in defeat as the leaves he so despised geared him as they stuck to the pavement with the raindrops acting as a natural adhesive. I can imagine in his thoughts he wished it would stop raining so he could sweep them away. I walked through […]

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You wouldn’t believe who I spoke with today.

Person #1 – “I am sorry,” he said as the dried leave danced across the square concrete as if on a dance floor. The broom cleared a path with each sweep. “Good morning,” he said. I looked up from my phone at him. “Good morning,” I respond as I continued on. Person#2 – “Hey!” What

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He grabbed me thinking I would accept his professed love.

My daughter and I were walking home from a friend’s house when we came upon a block party. There were a lot of people there on the street somewhere in Yonkers. I held my daughter’s hand and eased through the crowd. “Excuse me! Sorry! Excuse me!” I called out as we walked by. Then we

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