Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman She walked down the hall. Her long gown swooshed along the floors. People in the hall stopped and bowed. You would think a woman in her [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman I hate waiting in the car. I can’t listen to the radio. I can’t make a peep. I have to be nonexistent. I sit here. My stomach is [...]
Collette Cottingham is a mother, grandmother, sister, daughter, and friend. She has been a taxi driver, chef, negotiator, mediator, house cleaner, decorator, personal assistant, tutor, [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman I needed to come back here. I am not really sure why. She calls to me. It doesn’t matter how far away I go, I can still hear her. [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman She walks all over. You could pass her a hundred times and she wouldn’t see you. She walks with her head down. A sign that she [...]
Written by: Collette Cottingham; Consciously Woman The wind whistled around the storage units; a soda can danced with the wind. He couldn’t see her. She was quiet and motionless [...]
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