Wallflower Observations
/“We were the wallflowers. The weeds. The throwaways.”
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…again I was left standing alone against the wall while the pretty ones all around me were chosen and floated off as though they were helium balloons on streamers which never touched the ground. The girls’ giggles when the handsome boys’ hands caught theirs and led them off lingered in the air on either side…
By Carmen Baca
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