Tracey Gonneau

Joined February 2021

2 stories

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I grew up in rural Ontario, and feel a connection to nature and the people who call small towns home.

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What Little Girls ARE Made Of
Grade 2 I hop down from the bottom step of the school bus, and as it disappears over the knoll I start skipping along the dirt road home, my footfalls crunching the dry Autumn leaves that skitter along the ground. Fluffy, my grey short-haired cat greets me at the edge of the crushed-limestone driveway and chatters to me as we walk side-by-side along the flagstone walk and up the stairs. My mother beams at me from the open doorway, takes my blue vinyl lunch pail and gives me a hug.
By Tracey Gonneau5 years ago in Families
Residue
’Seph scrapes ash across the tab of one of the Pepsi cans that sit on the desk, takes one last drag from the short cigarette and drops it in. The butt fizzles. He gives the can a little shake.
By Tracey Gonneau5 years ago in Humans