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Joan of Arc

Enlightened, perhaps. God-engorged hormones, maybe. Regardless of why, Joan, you were the rebel prototype long before James Dean zipped up a red jacket, or Marlon Brando mumbled and curled his upperlip into a totem, before Louise Brooks and Josephine Baker … Continue reading

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Louise to the nth degree

Remember, love, there’s more of me where I came from– Frames cannot hold us.

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Mercy

Always a mother, always gentle enclosure– Between palms, mercy.

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Mary

      It was a scorcher. One of those ovenbake summer days where you feel like you’re huffing fur.    I had decided to take a stroll around the neighborhood, and re-acclimate myself.    As I walked down the block … Continue reading

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Salt in our Wounds

The Morton Salt Girl, refashioned in atomic yellow with a lavender dome of defense; a 21st century nod to flagrant fall-out and downpour that burns.

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It-Girl

Her shadow projected at higher volume then the radiance which enclosed her in a cast fit to bind.

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