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November done… drops mic

On this final day of November, I am done… 30 days, 30 posts. (Actually, there were 32 posts but I don’t get extra credit for those.) Checking back over the past several months, I noticed that I routinely write around 27-28 posts each month. This whole Post A Day thing should have been easy, peasy.…

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The mark

It’s not like she could readily erase her mark. She made sure her clothing covered it, as the law dictated. Wearing long sleeves and high collars in the summer made her stand out, but she could play it off as modesty. The stigma of carrying the mark, surely, was clear on her face. She knew…

Your face will freeze that way

I have one of those faces, one of those “she-should-smile-more” faces. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been asked if I’m angry, when I don’t realize that I’ve been frowning. Some of it is my extreme myopic eyesight. Squinting is a necessary by-product. Some of it is that I’m constantly thinking some deep philosophical…