Monthly Archives: March 2015

The Taste of Clay

Posted on March 23, 2015 by The Sterling LIne

I was born with a Southern drawl flowing from my lips like rich red clay during a summer downpour, thick and shifting with each emotion, an open window to my heart’s hue, with no mistaking the color of it’s source, at … Continue reading →

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We Are Not Made of Paper

Posted on March 15, 2015 by The Sterling LIne

I am not made of paper. That’s what they want now. Simple sheets, thin, manageable, slick to the touch. Printed only on one side, shiny and bold. The image can become reality, they say, Such a strange flip from the … Continue reading →

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