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My Duffle Bag

My Duffle Bag

My Duffle Bag Lined up against the inside of my duffle bag were my most prized possessions, five pairs of wool underwear and my Army’s issued brown t-shirts. I was surrounded by fear of the unknown, not sure what I signed up for. Regret was tapping me on my shoulder,...
Tic Toc…

Tic Toc…

I am a superwoman that has lost her wings. Flying high on fumes and debris from 1-95 South. Time is non existent while my to-do list keeps on growing. I can’t breathe, but no one cares to give me a breath of fresh air, but instead they suck the little air that is left...