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A Tattoo of a Quill

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Food for Thought

My parents voted for Trump. The thought is hard to swallow, like a dry pill that gets lodged in my esophagus half way down. It isn't choking me, but I can feel it there, unwelcome and awkward and starting to... Continue Reading →

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Confession

Like most of the people I know, I've been working through a lot since the election. And where I think I more or less landed is: I fucked up. For context: I am a white woman, the demographic largely credited... Continue Reading →

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