Here I Am

I see you from behind my ruined face And know you cannot see me. Only my mother and father and whoever Was alive when I was born have seen The face I started molding from the first Kiss of life. My youth alive inside my head Peers out, a child playing Hide and seek, anticipating […]

Posted at 6:58 pm on September 24, 2013 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: Enid's Thoughts | Tagged: | Continue reading

Broken Spells

I turned five the month after my widowed mother married Karl Levin. We went to live in a bungalow hidden behind my new grandfather’s house. As in fairy tales, a father had suddenly appeared as miraculously and undeservedly as the unknown one had disappeared; a dream home, with my very own room—even a ruffled dressing […]

Posted at 7:02 pm on May 6, 2013 | Leave a comment | Filed Under: Enid's Thoughts | Tagged: | Continue reading

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