Another Mile

Another Mile To the late Sammy Qualls I’ve been known to turn and twist my soul. I’ve even left myself standing in the aisle. But I always managed to drag my head out of my hole, Picking myself up, dusting off, and going another mile. There was this friend of…

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…always talk… by Elizabeth Foley

“…always talk…” In April 1999, my best friend, Marsha, died of a drug overdose. I remember that evening as clear as anything, it had been raining non-stop for hours. At two o’clock that afternoon, my mother told me what had happened and I remember feeling nothing. I didn’t cry, I…

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