I had forgotten how closely intertwined writing and love are. Not just because of my love, because oh, God knows it’s what keeps me hoping. As soon as I learned to type, it felt like the world had split itself open to show me the universes that I could but brush with light fingertips. I…
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Rain, Rain, (Do(n’t)) Go Away
It rains too much where I live. It is raining again today. Peering beyond the streaked glass window, I strain to see the faint lamplights pulsing in the haze. Dark, round hats and black umbrellas dot the streets, poorly attempting to cast…
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