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by Phyllis Reilly
Memoir
Essay
Lillian of the Dark Glasses
by Phyllis Reilly
Issue No. 254 ~ July, 2018
My mother was evening in Paris; a gold compact with a shattered mirror; the soft face of the moon. She wore faux pearl jewelry in colors that no oyster created. An ex-chorus girl who danced in the living room, singing, “Down among the sheltering palms” …