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Letters by Jasmin Salas
Letters Jasmin Salas I couldn’t sleep the night my mother passed away. My sisters and I laid in our shared bed, covering our entire bodies ...
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Honey barked A covered window, darkness Fitting itself under the doors. unknown danger, monsters afoot devouring the wind from our tree...
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As we get closer to the end of the year and the holidays demand a bit more space in our budgets, it is important to put away our savings...
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Every morning at 5 o’clock, the train bellows and chugs a mile away from my home, crossing under the concrete bridge that I drive acros...

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