Fever in Ivory by Melanie Browne the partridge rosette that sits on her head, shredded remnants of spring scattered across the stonehenge of her heart, She doesn’t pray for Spring’s return like all the others- instead she sits and waits... Continue Reading →
A Torrid Street Affair by Melanie Browne I bumped into a man on the street in Paris, “Mademoiselle,” He says, “Excusez-moi,” a glorious moment, my short Paris romance with a French speaking stranger, and just like that he walks away,... Continue Reading →
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