I dropped  your mother’smirror. A horse reared: I spilledhot coffee on your lap in Amishcountry.  I walked under threeladders to get to the office everyday.  I hid a small black cat inthe front bedroom. You hatedcats. I was busy hating myself by Kelley Jean White Kelley’s writing has been widely published since 2000 in journals including Exquisite…

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