Black mermaids are green
Windchimes are whispering Troy
Rich auburn wild coils
By Tiffany Haty
She is your complex history Out of the haze go forth the lips of our sister in Zimbabwe A tapestry of eloquent lilies
Sunday, March 5, 2017
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Introduction
Hello, my name is Tiffany Haty. I am a proud cat mom, struggling student, and published author. Last spring my creative non-fiction piece ti...
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Hello, my name is Tiffany Haty. I am a proud cat mom, struggling student, and published author. Last spring my creative non-fiction piece ti...
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