Hoodwinked- When the mirror shatters

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The episode of heat strikes again, and I feel my blouse soak. Lately, heat has accompanied me most of the places: examination room, restroom, CVS, Namaste Plaza, Panda Express, and even in the shower. Yet, I can differentiate between the warm water and the lava erupting from the pores of my skin. Just how complicated can life become when the only two things you feel are heat and rage. The former has an outlet; the latter simmers within searing the present."


To read the full story, please click on Hoodwinked. 

Hoodwinked has had the privilege of being featured on the Women's Web and accorded the Hall of Fame honor in the International Symposium for Women and Literature, Kolkata Spring Festival. Happy Reading!










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