Voices: Hilary Carr
HIllary Carr
Hilary Carr comes to Maine via New York, Toronto and Montreal. Her love of stories is fed by a large Irish family and a lifetime listening to stories as a social worker, therapist, mother and grandmother. She and her husband, David Jones, live in Camden.
Recent Posts by Hilary Carr
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Today I
By Deborah Lattizori - May 15Today I Throw the cat off my lap Give the finger to a driver Glare at the cashier Today I Snap at my lover Snip at the idiot who ...
Rescues
By Hillary Carr - Dec 18It was 2 a.m. when the phone woke me. It is the Toronto General Hospital calling on behalf of Andree. Andree? I asked? What has happened to her? ...
High Stakes
By Hilary Carr - Oct 17Have you ever noticed the frenzied energy in a video arcade room? I watched a group of kids, alone with their game, completely focused. They ...
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Russian sable
By Hilary Carr - Aug 04Larchmont, New York, 1948 I tiptoe across the dark hallway and stand outside Ta's bedroom door. I am wearing my first communion dress. It is ...
A talisman
By Hillary Carr - Jul 07She looked so much smaller in her bed, her skin translucent and drawn taut over her prominent cheekbones and nose. The wrinkles of past worries, ...
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Sage
By Hilary Carr - May 05We had spent the past week attending doctor's appointments searching for a way to palliate his pain. It was bad now, constant and foreboding. The ...
