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Whiskey Tales and Spells

Her whiskey eyes tell all.

Month: December 2018

Christmas, Present

  Tinsel dances from the heartbreak of silence that echoes in contrite ache Twinkling lights reflect the tears held captive … More

Christmas, life, photography, survival, winter, words, writing

Bitter and Cold

I am not a winter soul, though I am a winter-born baby.  The cold not only causes pain deep in … More

cold, depression, life, photography, truth, winter, writing

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