Vivian Sheperis

by Vivian Sheperis You remember what it was like, being four feet tall, looking into the mirror, wanting to see?…Is that me? You squint and lean closer to your five-year-old face: two eyes, two ears, a mouth, a nose. Tilting your head backwards, you peer up the nostrils into those black holes. Two pinky fingers …

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by Vivian Sheperis After that day I never played with dolls again. It happened in my tenth year on the seventh step in the middle of my fantasy, halfway up the attic staircase. A baby doll lay on each of the steps. The staircase hugged the right side of the parlor wall. It was guarded …

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