The Postscript by Carrie Classon “The Blue Tarp”

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I noticed my wrists were sticking to my desk. This was a gradual awareness. I spend almost all day at my desk and I don’t know precisely when it st...

The Postscript by Carrie Classon

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The Postscript by Carrie Classon “Biscuits and Gravy” All of a sudden, there are painted rocks along my path. This has been going on for a w...

The Postscript by Carrie Classon

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The Postscript by Carrie Classon “Chatting with a Tree” Every day I look down the trail in either direction, checking to see if anyone is comi...