I stumbled to the porch swing cradling a bottle of pinot noir. The wind blew a salty kiss on my face but stung my pride. I sacrificed everything. A lone seagull perched on the fence post. It mocked me. “Go!” I threw my glass at it and brought the bottle to my lips. I grumbled […]Drowning by Marie McCloskey — Me First Magazine
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So Lovely of a poetry writing! Hello Jessica, Hope that you are doing well. Have a rewarding and relaxing weekend.