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Excerpt from "Writer's Block"
What had brought her to this moment? There were too many small incidents that she could no longer name them all. Skylar stared out the window wondering if she would ever again smell the flowers in a garden. What she wouldn’t give to smell fresh lavender or wild honeysuckle. This hell smelled of a mix of antiseptic, medication, sweat, and the ever-present odor of vomit. She noticed these things because there was nothing else to do but sit and categorize everything in her mind
Holly Isaacs
Feb 36 min read
Excerpt from "The In-Between"
Slipping into the night I could feel my body integrate with the darkness allowing me to conceal my presence from those that passed by. This was a talent I had long ago perfected. My mother had once told me that I could become anything I dreamed of. Later in life, this became far truer than I ever would have guessed; starting with the fact I could shift my physical features. When I was a little girl, I had dreams of being a lawyer, an airline attendant, a scuba instructor, an
Holly Isaacs
Feb 310 min read
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