Tag Archives: the things they carried

A Different Kind of Letting Go

Should I press “publish”? Should I release these words into cyberspace, from which I can never entirely reclaim them? It’s not like sending letters one writes when very angry.  (Yes, I still write letters the old-fashioned way, including ones known … Continue reading

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Drawing on Darkness

                                                 Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,           … Continue reading

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