The Faces We Wear

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A lock of hair dipped down, covering an eye as you proposed. Sandy blond, concealing deepest blue. I thought to let my mask slip then. When your vision became one I would be exposed, but you smiled. The show goes on.

Babies and birthdays, years flitted by. Anniversaries, paper, crystal and jade. The house grew full, then the birds flew out. I donned painted…

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Kristen Haveman

Kristen Haveman

I am a dabbler and a story teller. Worked as a journalist for local small time paper but have a love of fiction with a to be read list to prove it.