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Sandalwood and Patchouli

You smelled of Sandalwood and Patchouli. Zeppelin on the turntable, smoke in the air. Boone’s Farm Strawberry, the flavor of your kiss. We were bullet proof and would live forever. Tomorrow was a given, it would take care of itself. … Continue reading

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A Past Life

I grew up just after the hippie was cool.  I wore bell bottom, hip-hugger jeans, head bands and midriff-bearing tops.  Love beads.  My dad was furious with me because every time he took a photo, I was making the “peace … Continue reading

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