Alicia Anspaugh
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I Write, Paint, Vodcast, Have a New Age shop, and am a Mama :D
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Music Box
I heard a ka thunk at my door and wondered who or what it was. It brought me back to reality and I looked up. The sky had turned twilight while I was curled up on my living room couch, it was soft and cozy- Brown microfiber upholstery with hazel & cream patchwork throw pillows, zoned out on my phone.
By Alicia Anspaugh3 years ago in Fiction
A boy, A Girl and a Drone
There was a whoosh clunk at our front door, so I turned off the water in the kitchen sink where I had been finishing up washing the breakfast dishes- dried my hands on Mom's lemon patterned kitchen towel, and went to see who was at our door.
By Alicia Anspaugh3 years ago in Fiction
Pass the Turkey and the Meds!
Having an undiagnosed bipolar mother who unbeknownst to me had been self-medicating for years with drugs and alcohol was a terrifying roller coaster ride any time of year, but it got extra fun at those magical times of year that were supposed to be special.
By Alicia Anspaugh3 years ago in Families
PASS the Turkey and the Meds!
Having an undiagnosed bipolar mother who unbeknownst to me had been self-medicating for years with drugs and alcohol was a terrifying roller coaster ride any time of year, but it got extra fun at those magical times of year that were supposed to be special.
By Alicia Anspaugh3 years ago in Psyche
What Happens Next?
"Zartolomhew Brendan Rhenderghast Plim" I turned the tag over in my fingers, It was hastily made of bark and tied with sinew around the sleeping little boys wrist with care. He rested at the base of an elm tree, the light from the late midday sun streaming through the trees leaves onto his small unconscious form.
By Alicia Anspaugh3 years ago in Fiction
A cup of tea with Death
*The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window* Hunh, that was a weird thing to be engraved on a tree in a creepy forest at night……..it was late July and with those words, it was as if a January frost had crept its way into my blood.
By Alicia Anspaugh4 years ago in Fiction
