Carol Ovenburg
The Game of the Name
In the void, there are no synapses, no neuronal pathways, nothing close to tip-of-the-tongue recall....
Suzie
My second semester junior year of high school, 1962. I’m new at this school. Don’t...
Inside the Lines
Crayola crayons—my first pack. Eight colors lined up in their yellow and green box in...
Marcia
You merge into Your Mother’s words, her thoughts, what she hears, what she smells, how...
Mother Bones
You’ve spent three years painting larger-than-life scale people in park settings – Your Urban Park...
Journal
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Updates
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Events
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