Category: Isabel Dickey
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Dime For Your Thoughts
Written by Isabel Dickey When you find a dime left around, it’s because someone is sending you a message from beyond the grave. It doesn’t count if it’s next to other change. Just a dime, alone on the floor, or on the sink, maybe on the kitchen counter. Whoever you’ve…
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Seventh-Grade Heartbreak
Written by Sammie Lee Wilhoit My heart was sore and ached for days. I spent weeks crying on the couch. When I finally got enough energy, I sat at the piano and wrote a song that sounded like a creaky swing. I missed her green eyes that flickered gold around…
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The First 9
Written and Illustrated by Isabel Dickey For nine years I lived in Lafayette Hill, Pennsylvania, in a tiny little cul de sac tucked into the space between Whitemarsh Elementary and the intersection at Joshua and Flourtown Roads. It was shaped like an oval, all smushed in on the right side.…
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Debate (About) Me.
Written by Artemis Walsh Illustrated by Isabel Dickey I am a person. I am also a public debate. The presence of transgender people in the public consciousness has skyrocketed in the last 10 years. As a friend of mine said, “A few years ago the general media image of trans…
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A Writer’s Ode To James Baldwin
Written by Walter Hill Illustrated by Isabel Dickey The faces of the civil rights movement are iconic. Their faces themselves, the furrowed brows and clenched jaws, held the hope and anger and resilience of a whole people. The Martin Luther Kings and Malcolm Xs of the world often tear their…
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My Dad is a Possible Felon
Written and Illustrated By Isabel Dickey I think it goes like this: They laundered money from Europe to the United States. My dad was the brains, my mom did the books. My dad traveled throughout Europe doing “business” – Paris, Prague, and London. Then he landed in Portugal. They spent…
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