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EILEEN MARDRES: Ships in the Night


I cherish a single cherry blossom, encased in a miniature glass cube and nestled in a niche of a small display case. A secret remembrance of my heart beating wildly, of an instantaneous, electric, fleeting connection. No one else will ever know. A gift from my very own passing ship.

Eileen delights in turning life events into micro fiction, daring friends and family to search for the kernel of truth that inspired.


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