At fourteen I decided I would be as hard as a stone and burn as bright as the sun. At fourteen. Australian writer Erin Vincent remembers being fourteen with a sucker punch to the gut intensity that has haunted her since that day in 1983 when her parents were hit by a truck. Her mother … Continue reading "A fragmented inventory of being: Fourteen Ways of Looking by Erin Vincent"
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