Author: Marcy Harris-Ortiz


Light shines through wooden shutters covering our back door. A little pocket of bright sunshine casts shadows on the floor, making patterns and rows on the carpet. Outside the breeze rustles the branches and shakes the leaves. The air is warm and ever-changing. Fluid. The light dances through. Soft tawny fur covers my shirt and blanket, but the heat from a sweet dog warms my hands as I rub his bel...

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