A Thimble of Light
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A Thimble of Light

Build Me A Home I Won’t Burn

I will always be my own worst enemy.

Photo by Noah Buscher on Unsplash

I reach my hand across the country. I do the thing I’m not supposed to do, don’t mingle with the enemy, don’t let them see you small, weak. A shivery colt that can barely stand on its hind legs, but I can’t help myself — I write the only mother figure I’ve ever known. The mother of my ex-best friend, the Republican, the Trump supporter, the woman with…

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Personal essays on mental illness, disconnection, rootlessness, and a desire to find our way home.

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Felicia C. Sullivan

Felicia C. Sullivan

Marketing Exec/Author. I build brands & tell stories. Work in Human Parts, OneZero, Forge, Index & Marker. Hire me: t.ly/bEnd7 Brand & Content eBooks: t.ly/ZP5v

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