Plum Crazy
Words By Stuart Holladay, Art By Dara Cochran
I’m beautiful, I’m told. I am the blind woman biting off a piece of the sky to see if it tastes as blue as advertised. “Smile, Bev!” they order, their voices the same sound as the snapping shutters and fussy sequins against milky skin. “You’ve been working out! Those arms are hot!”My beauty is mercenary. The…