Jessica Medina
jessicamedinar's Letters
Inside the circle that is my dog’s water bowl lay my face near the water. A tiny person of just nine. Mom was standing with her face pressed against the rectangular window watching me. My face was near the water but it never touched me. It was just nearby. Innocent as I was, I was just showing my dog how to drink water. He was a bit thirsty. I was…
Inside the circle that is my dog’s water bowl lay my face near the water. A tiny person of just nine. Mom was standing with her face pressed against the rectangular window watching me. My face was near the water but it never touched me. It was just nearby. Innocent as I was, I was just showing my dog how to drink water. He was a bit thirsty. I was…read more
Dear Time
Imagine this; you are driving your car; I seem to do that a lot lately, going back and forth between college and home. Except for this time, you are not alone. Your sister is with you, your dad, maybe a boyfriend or a best friend; whoever makes you happy. It is not the endless pain of driving away by yourself. Hours are longer. Minutes…
Dear Time
Imagine this; you are driving your car; I seem to do that a lot lately, going back and forth between college and home. Except for this time, you are not alone. Your sister is with you, your dad, maybe a boyfriend or a best friend; whoever makes you happy. It is not the endless pain of driving away by yourself. Hours are longer.…read more
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