The Small Apology I Owed Myself
There was a stretch of about two years where I couldn't look at myself in mirrors longer than it took to check my teeth for spinach. Not out of vanity's absence, but out of somethi…
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What I Learned From the Word Kill
For a long time I thought loneliness was something to be eliminated, like a stain you scrub until the fabric remembers nothing. I read once that the cure was to fill your days — ho…
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