Disabled Chronicles, No. 291
The Void The hem of her robe caught my eye from the periphery through the plate glass. The yellow...
Read MorePosted by SandraJP | Oct 2, 2019 | Disabled Chronicles, Life, Writing
The Void The hem of her robe caught my eye from the periphery through the plate glass. The yellow...
Read MorePosted by SandraJP | Oct 1, 2019 | Disabled Chronicles, Life, Writing
Breach Healthy summer brush choked the path in front of me. I stopped a moment, unsure if the walk...
Read MorePosted by SandraJP | Sep 28, 2019 | Disabled Chronicles, Health, Life, Writing
My body has been moved and manipulated by many pairs and sets of gloved hands over the last few...
Read MorePosted by SandraJP | Sep 17, 2019 | Disabled Chronicles, Health
UPDATE: Spinraza Injection No.3: I wonder if this is what it was like to be made in the image of...
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