Monthly Archives: July 2015

Snatched From The Jaws of Immortality

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Finite Creatures.” By the time I was four and change I’d “lost” my mother, my country, and baby sister. I can’t really say any of these events was a tragedy because until about then, I’d lived in a nursing home where such losses might be considered┬átrifles. After […]