Give Me Fiction

Small and fat with a tiny, bendable key that unlocked your thoughts, a bright fabric-covered lined notebook, or a more grown-up black Moleskine with its heavy vanilla pages: I think at one point everyone has kept a diary. Or at least started one. I...
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Inside Out

There are lots of yous inside of you that no one will ever see. Layers of self between the frosting of experiences and thoughts, all covered with a pretty, flawless ganache. You’re not batter, sugar, eggs, you are instead just a simple...
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Sing a Song of Sixpence

It all started with this little nursery rhyme… What exactly was meant by the line, “four-and-twenty blackbirds baked in a pie?” Does this tell a tale of Old English pies? So, it...
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Find Your Urban Soul

Saints and Souls. The Feast of All Souls’ Day. err… Halloween. So many memories come flooding, not all particularly wholesome nor particularly haunting, but none of them according to the tradition of honoring those we’ve lost. I’ve never...
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Queen of Ices

 Nothing is more classic than an ice cream parlor. I loved the thought of my family walking together on a summer evening to  a nitro ice cream parlor housed in a rehabbed corner store in South St. Louis. It seemed so fitting for the birthplace...
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Coral Uprising

Red coral necklaces are an important component to the traditional folk dress of this region. In many cultures, coral was a protective stone worn as a talisman to protect the wearer against evil spirits. ...
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Kufi

While searching for local honey from Gardez, Afghanistan, I was captivated by an original Square Kufic piece, created in 1978 prior to the Russian occupation of Afghanistan, by an artist from Herat, Afghanistan. ...
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