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baby shower | baby shower

andrea-alban-gosline's picture
November's Child is like sprinking rain, watering down on a windowpane. You're the voice of friendship, the song of the wild, applauding the spirit in every child.
malena-lott's picture
I arrived early, the parking lot speckled with colored metal inhabited by other grievers. Slowly, they emerged, dressed mostly in customary black, while I clutched a tissue willing myself not to cry before I even entered the mega church. I was alone, waiting for a friend I'd met on Twitter, a...