Category: Writing
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Boston: A Love Note
The architecture was what struck me the most: miles of Back Bay brownstones, Victorians lining the Emerald Necklace park system that sprawled along Commonwealth Avenue into the heart of the city. Boston changed forms with the seasons: glistening in the wintertime with continuous nor’easters, pink with flowering trees in the springtime, green and quiet in the summer when…
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Ash Dreams
In the years before the pipe became her cradle, Ashley lived her life in Technicolor, wore baby doll dresses in turquoise and gold, puckered up in sparkly fuchsia lipstick, flirted with older boys in her innocent never-been-kissed-but-it’ll-happen-soon sort of way. She kept a diary, laughed and cried with her friends at her side, longed for…
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Reflections from a Journey
This stretch of highway is like black ribbon, mile after endless mile, reminding me of where I’ve come from, where I’m going, and the space that lies between two points. Road Trip Wall Clock
Virtually Gina 