I saw you in the grocery store just yesterday. Yoga pants stained with something white, a not-so-perky ponytail riding a […]
Mourning Lessons
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I did the best I could to prepare him. Black pants ironed and hung carefully in the closet next to […]
Ready for Departure
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The heavy black suitcases are weighed and checked in at the ticket counter, destined to be the first travelers on […]
The Language of Little Boys
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It starts out as a wail, possibly even just a slight whimper. A tiny cry that signifies the beginning of […]