Mardi Quon
Joined July 2022
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Bio
Here I am writing stories about my travels back when I was young. I still love live music despite my creaking bones. I have both heels dug in deep raging against the aging of the body and the mind. I refuse to give in without some dancing
Stories (4/0)
- Top Story - July 2022
The Music DiedTop Story - July 2022
Dragging a brush through my hair sent screams of agony ringing through the house. Nothing was worse than the sharp bits of the brush tangling my hair until it wrapped into one huge mess. My Long ringlets became one big ringlet, a scrambled mess after a restless night’s sleep. Those mornings following a few drinks at the pub the night before were even worse.
By Mardi Quon2 years ago in Beat