Tag Archives: Trips

REARRIVALS

Hands. . . hearts. . . story strands. . . sweetest trips to foreign lands, and even sweeter rearrivals, upon return to that home place that was my start. Clever tricks with rubber bands bare toes run through gritty sands, … Continue reading

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