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The Memoirist

When the Truth May Not Always Set You Free

Whichever way the wind blows could be the best option

Black woman with long curls blowing in the wind
Photo by Adrian Fernández on Unsplash

There’s something magical about the wind — the way it tap-dances on my senses. Swirls around my face, blows through my hair, builds to a howling crescendo. Then disappears behind a palm tree to borrow oxygen for an air kiss from God.

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Toya Qualls-Barnette

Toya Qualls-Barnette

*Top writer in This Happened To Me| Writing about the impact of relationships|Contributor to Chicken Soup for the Soul| Dreamer|Mother|HSP in drag