Chela Bradshaw
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I’m a writer. I’ve known it all along. I ignored it all along. I don’t care to silence it anymore...💋
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Something Dark is Coming
My cousin Thrasher was a mischievous thing. He was always riding along the curbside of malice. If he saw a rock; he had to pick it up and throw it. If he saw a stick, he had to pick it up and break it. If ever he saw a bird’s nest out on a limb…that’s right, he had to find a way to shake it. Our summers were always spent together. His mom and my mom were identical twins, so we weren’t just any cousins, we were first cousins!
By Chela Bradshaw4 years ago in Fiction
Genesis
Suffice it to say that, while enduring the woes of the ‘have nots’ during the 90s in Kalamazoo, MI, the idea of beauty and perfection wasn’t exactly at the forefront of my cerebral cortex. Put plainly, I was your traditionally featured tomboy like Vada Sultenfuss in the 1991 classic, My Girl. I rocked bushy brows, baggy clothes, a ponytail, and some severely scarred extremities. I was flat chested and a mess. I literally cringe with anxiety when I come across throwback photos from that decade.
By Chela Bradshaw5 years ago in Humans
