Reflections

February 1, 2020

I keep a small, silver thimble in my desk drawer, worn smooth by my grandmother’s thumb over forty years of mending. It...

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January 31, 2020

The nursery in my childhood home was painted a pale, suffocating yellow, and for years, it held the specific scent of talcum...

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January 31, 2020

We spend the long winters waiting for the thaw. We imagine that heat will solve the ache in our bones, that sweetness...

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