On the Cliffs of Foxglove Manor

by Jaime Jo Wright

Sometimes the past is too difficult to rectify with the present.”

While I don’t validate villainizing the male species entirely, I do believe in the full dismembering of the ones who hurt women.”

The smell of coffee permeated the air like the essence of peace.

Remembering was critical, but it was also traumatic. She knew she needed to recall. She had known it all along. For twenty

“As long as you have breath, there is purpose. We must fight to find it.”