Maria Ware-Patterson
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From Leonine to Asinine
It’s been years since I even thought about my horoscope. Raised in a very religious household (my father was a Gideon - you know - the people who put Bibles in hotel rooms), I was taught to shun anything - especially of celestial origins - that instructed me about how to live. Now, in this age of digital media, we’re subjected to a barrage of ads telling us how to live our lives - what to wear, what to eat, what not to eat, what to drive, who to love, et cetera, et cetera. Who needs a horoscope? Just turn on the TV.
By Maria Ware-Patterson5 years ago in Humans
An Awkward Weight
Misery. No other word encapsulated Celia’s agony. She scanned the skies but found no hope of relief from the scorching sun. Its hostile rays broiled her skin - including the naked scalp revealed between the braided rows of hair. Her usual mocha brown complexion now appeared burnished to a deep mahogany. Or maybe some of it was dirt - which covered her from head to foot. Gone were her girlish curves - her once 5’ 7”, 130 pounds now appeared thin, muscled, and most unladylike.
By Maria Ware-Patterson5 years ago in Families
