"Lost Souls Of The Pacific" Spring 2013
My older sister and I were not particularly close when we were young, or so I thought. After all, she was impeccably groomed and hysterically neat (my description). She slept in a perfectly made bed; head full of rollers, hands detailed in never chipped red lacquer laid carefully atop the bodice of her crisp white nightgown. I, on the other hand, could be found casually draped across a … Read More
