by Andrea Fedder | Mar 13, 2018 | Human
My poor dog, Shumba, always gets this gook in his eyes. Most mornings, he blinks his still handsome hello at me through a thick, goopy slime. My vet attributes it to dry tear ducts. Basically, he’s crying snot (my dog — not the vet). Every morning, while I undertake...
by Andrea Fedder | Jun 20, 2017 | Creative Writing
I’ve wanted a tattoo for as long as I can remember. But I wasn’t sure what exactly I wanted, I just knew I wanted it. Like little girls who grow up just wanting that perfect wedding day — they might not know why they want it so badly — but just that they do — a...
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