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Wild Roses There was a stand of wild roses thriving by the edge of the marsh, entwined with greenbrier and periwinkle someone had planted years ago. Growing in the mulberry’s shade, just a step away from the bull rushes and brackish mud. Parts of my life are caught in the thorns of those wild roses. The drops of blood pricked from my small fingers as I pulled blooms for my mother who… Read More